#nobledragoon

thenobledragoon is for my FFXIV character! So, do not be alarmed! I’m just stuck as my main blog here because tumblr :/

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"May my Father rest with Halone... one of the greatest Knights of Ishgard..."

As Edmont, to my Dragoon girl, was the only father figure she could truly see and count on, his death hits rather hard. Will this effect Endwalker any? Possibly. Will it affect my character? I dunno yet...

My beloved, my heart and soul, my Light... [This man has invaded all my devices and has become my perma-wallpaper. That is all. Also, not my work!! I dunno the source/artist, but they deserve the credit and love!] Edit:  The artist is https://mobile.twitter.com/kkuekkue  -- the Source/artist. Please support their work! I have no queued this because I have realized it may not be fair to them. 

That day, I remember it so well, that day you went to lock yourself away in the Crystal Tower. That day was when my heart stopped beating... I felt my throat burn with words I wanted to say, words I wanted to outright cry out to the heavens, and yet none came but silent tears streaking my pale cheeks. Ruby met Emerald, and in that instant I felt my soul sing its song once more -- much like it did when I fought Nidhogg, the Dragonsong, like it did when I faced the essence of Bahamut and Answers was all the twins of Louisouix needed. This time, my soul sang for Tomorrow... for you to come back to me. You stopped to hear my song, as did the others; nobody had ever heard my singing, let alone in this one moment. It was for you, and only you. You had promised to sing to me one day, and yet that day wouldn’t come. So instead, I would sing for you, that your dreams be filled with hope. The doors soon shut, and my song would cease. That would be the start of my silent protests, my nightly tears and sobs, crying out for you to return to me. Nobody dared to speak up regarding you, for they knew if they did, they would be met with eyes dead and a somber hero. They knew it would break me if I even uttered your name. Fast forward, and I now find myself in a new world completely, the First. This enigmatic man that brought me here feels so familiar, his voice so sweet and reminiscent of something... it draws me in like a moth to a flame. I somewhat feel guilty, as if I were cheating on you, yet I know how silly it is... Silly to think such things when you never even knew how I felt about you. Holminster Switch... that hamlet would serve more than to usher in the first Night. That night, I found myself singing once more, the song I sang for you as I pushed the Light away to reveal those beautiful stars. It showed me a glimpse of what lay underneath that hood of his, and thus did I finally breathe again. Thus did I finally live again... For you were there in front of me, so close... and yet so far. I kept up the facade of not knowing you, as I was too scared... Scared it was a fluke in the song, a fluke of the light. I didn’t dare hope, but yet, when I kneel in pain... Kneel in that the very Light I carried was eating away at my soul, did I finally see your beautiful ruby. Ruby meets Emerald, and all I can do is cry out your name. I do my damndest to reach you, to finally get across what I wanted to all so long ago... but He would cut our reunion short. Oh, how I finally felt anger again... the blood-pumping desire to murder was strong in me. And yet I push on, knowing you were waiting for me. I push, and push... and we finally stand in the beautiful sunrise... Emerald meets Ruby, and I can’t fathom anything more than being able to say your name. We go from there, we push to go home together. And once we do... I burst into that damn tower and awaken you from that long-held slumber. I can’t hold back my tears anymore -- the grief, the joy, the absolute soul-wrenching I’ve been under all this time. You gaze upon me in worry, unsure of why I’m a quiet, yet crying mess. All I can do is shake my head and smile. “I have died everyday, waiting for you, for I have loved you for a thousand years... and a thousand years more will I ever love you...” Is what I want to say, yet my throat is clogged again... The Gods must hate me for wanting to be so selfish... Oh, how I love you, G’raha Tia...