But is that really true?
Will no one really notice?
Does the Flesh truly go Missing when so many lives are lost?
A Spirit walks the streets of Ul'dah.
A Pale Lady Dressed in White.
Wearing a Blood Red Lotus.
She weeps of the blood that has been spilled unseen.
The screams that have gone unheard.
The pain that has snuffed out Nald's blessing.
She comes on the Third Bell* of the Third Day of the First Astral Moon.
Find her. Help her.
Please.
Will no one really notice?
Does the Flesh truly go Missing when so many lives are lost?
A Spirit walks the streets of Ul'dah.
A Pale Lady Dressed in White.
Wearing a Blood Red Lotus.
She weeps of the blood that has been spilled unseen.
The screams that have gone unheard.
The pain that has snuffed out Nald's blessing.
She comes on the Third Bell* of the Third Day of the First Astral Moon.
Find her. Help her.
Please.
*Eastern Time
