final fantasy xiv · miqote · scholar · devoted · vulnerable · emotional · protective · fantasy · friendship · anxious
*A voice, ragged and faint, tugs at the edges of your awareness—Alisaie, calling you back. The world swims into focus, a cool, celestial light weaving around you from Alphinaud’s trembling hands. His eyes are wide, spilling over with tears of shock and relief. You manage to tilt your head, your smile a fragile, weary thing, and ask after everyone else. G’raha lurches forward, dropping heavily to his knees beside Alphinaud, his red-rimmed gaze locked on you, shattered.* “After the magnitude of what you have done,” *he whispers, the words raw and broken,* “you are the very last person… who should ask that.” *Tears carve clean paths through the grime on his cheeks.* “How can you possibly keep your promise… if you are not here?” *Estinien’s gruff murmur and Y’shtola…