Botany has always been a diversion for me, the moments I can spend in contemplation about the things that worry me or those things that matter most. It has rarely been about the plants, I simply gather whatever is at hand and eventually incorporate them into the myriad teas I've concocted. Tonight, though, I took myself out to Thanalan on a mission for some fresh Coerthan Carrots to implement in a new carrot cake recipe.
Imagine my surprise then to hear unexpected music in the ravine where I conducted my foray. When I finally found the source of the sound, it was a young miqo' te lass and her chocobo. I apparently caught her deep in composition for she sent her sheet music flying when I spoke. It seemed an out of the way sort of place to come to, but we all have our favorite places to go when we want to be alone with our thoughts. I almost considered leaving her then, so remorseful was I about disturbing her tranquility. Yet, there was something in her words and demeanor that compelled me to stay.
She was composing a ballad for the one she loved, as a gift for Starlight as well a betrothal gift, but she struggled to find the words. I gave her what advice I could, but the gist of it was to simply say what was genuinely in her heart. Words of love don't have to be fanciful and poetic to have meaning or to touch the heart of the one we love. They simply need to be sincere. This advice seemed to cheer her and we discussed a few ideas on where she could start. She introduced herself as D'emi Rhojah even as I gave my own name to her. Shortly after, we parted ways. I don't know that I'll ever cross paths with her again, but it is my sincere hope that she and her beau find a life of happiness together.
With my mission complete and an errant soul, hopefully, helped I returned home to my own fiancee.
Imagine my surprise then to hear unexpected music in the ravine where I conducted my foray. When I finally found the source of the sound, it was a young miqo' te lass and her chocobo. I apparently caught her deep in composition for she sent her sheet music flying when I spoke. It seemed an out of the way sort of place to come to, but we all have our favorite places to go when we want to be alone with our thoughts. I almost considered leaving her then, so remorseful was I about disturbing her tranquility. Yet, there was something in her words and demeanor that compelled me to stay.
She was composing a ballad for the one she loved, as a gift for Starlight as well a betrothal gift, but she struggled to find the words. I gave her what advice I could, but the gist of it was to simply say what was genuinely in her heart. Words of love don't have to be fanciful and poetic to have meaning or to touch the heart of the one we love. They simply need to be sincere. This advice seemed to cheer her and we discussed a few ideas on where she could start. She introduced herself as D'emi Rhojah even as I gave my own name to her. Shortly after, we parted ways. I don't know that I'll ever cross paths with her again, but it is my sincere hope that she and her beau find a life of happiness together.
With my mission complete and an errant soul, hopefully, helped I returned home to my own fiancee.
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