clouds - describe one of your favorite dreams?
(Gonna answer this one ICly bc I don’t, uh...have good dreams lol at least not that I remember! Tysm for the ask!! <3)
“My dreams?” Zuriel raised an eyebrow curiously at Iris as she sat down a hot bowl of ramen in front of the pale, raven-haired Viera.
Iris hadn’t asked for the noodles, but...Gods, she was so pale and thin, and wearing hardly anything more than black, lace-trimmed rags.....it made Zuriel shiver just to look at her!
The Miqo’te plopped down a pair of chopsticks beside the bowl and leaned forward, resting her elbows on the bar and tilting her head to the side as she thought the question over.
“Hmm...well, I don’t often have good dreams. But, there is one...more like a memory than a dream, actually.” She said, “It’s a memory of way back before the Calamity, when I was just a wee lil Mi’kitten!”
She laughed, twirling a lock of her purple-pink hair around her finger.
“‘twas around this time of year, near Starlight, and my pa, my sister, and I went out lookin’ for a tree to bring home to decorate.” Zuriel recalled, “We finally found a big, ol’ grand tree and pa chopped it down, but...” She snorted, “This rich old fart came tumbling outta nowhere, huffin’ and puffin’, screamin’ at us for chopping down his tree. Pa was hysterical, utterly beside himself with embarrassment and he felt so bad, he offered the old fart his boots.”
She looked Iris in the eye, leaning close and lowering her voice to a whisper, “Now, the rich old fart was so taken aback that he took my pa up on his offer and ya know what? ....my daft old man walked all the way back to Limsa barefoot, damn near lost his toes, but we had the most beautiful tree in the city that year!”