Dearest Snake Girl,
I am very surprised I did not notice it before and my greatest apologizes. Looking back upon previous letters I noticed you said "might you also be from Doma-?" but I passed over it without giving it a second thought. I was caught totally off guard to the most recent letter of response as I was unaware that you hailed from Doma. You see, I also hail from Doma, it is a beautiful place. But with recent event's I took my leave. I... Lived in a temple with another monk and am a strong pacifist which is why you may come to understand that what I meant by violent was the talks of a violent break off from Garlemald. At the time as word passed through our temple we questioned as to what we as pacifists would do in the case that a rebellion would break out and there really was nothing that we could do. Our temple would inevitably be destroyed.
Really there is only one other monk in my Temple and he is very old. He is the one who took me in and took care of me when I had nothing else. Knowing that his time was soon to come he sold everything he had to make sure I could make it to Eorzea... No amount of thanks could ever repay the deed he had done for me. The poem was one I wrote upon the first morning of my departure from Doma. I was stirred by restlessness and a small amount of anger that the idea of a Rebellion was so certain I was forced to leave. There are other alternatives to war and killing... Or so I would so very strongly like to believe.
It pains me to hear the rumors are true. That Doma did rebel. I left Doma before it happened but this news does not surprise me too terribly. Pardon me if I am insensitive for bringing this up. I have no one else I can talk to about it. I do not doubt the people of Doma are good people. And despite their means being questionable the people of Doma did fight for a good cause. I wonder what the present state of Doma is as of right now...Â
You are very skilled at gathering knowledge and teaching it Snake Girl. I thank you for the new knowledge you have passed on to me of Ul'dah... I am still somewhat at a loss for words so I apologize. This boat ride has been feeling longer and longer with every sun. I will finally be arriving in Limsa in a few bells, but I do not know what I will do there, what I will see, how things will be. Despite working so hard to finally arrive in Eorzea. For some reason I feel so empty. As though something is missing... I simply hope I can find my way around and make a living on this new continent...
It may become difficult to send or recieve letters after I arrive. So should this be my last I thank you very much for the wonderful time you have given me reading your poems and letters. I hope we can meet in Eorzea sometime... I think you may find me a little more shy than I am in writing. I wish you well Snake Girl.
The ocean is calm
I just watch it soundlessly
Under an empty sky
Sincerely
-Hideki Okamoto
I am very surprised I did not notice it before and my greatest apologizes. Looking back upon previous letters I noticed you said "might you also be from Doma-?" but I passed over it without giving it a second thought. I was caught totally off guard to the most recent letter of response as I was unaware that you hailed from Doma. You see, I also hail from Doma, it is a beautiful place. But with recent event's I took my leave. I... Lived in a temple with another monk and am a strong pacifist which is why you may come to understand that what I meant by violent was the talks of a violent break off from Garlemald. At the time as word passed through our temple we questioned as to what we as pacifists would do in the case that a rebellion would break out and there really was nothing that we could do. Our temple would inevitably be destroyed.
Really there is only one other monk in my Temple and he is very old. He is the one who took me in and took care of me when I had nothing else. Knowing that his time was soon to come he sold everything he had to make sure I could make it to Eorzea... No amount of thanks could ever repay the deed he had done for me. The poem was one I wrote upon the first morning of my departure from Doma. I was stirred by restlessness and a small amount of anger that the idea of a Rebellion was so certain I was forced to leave. There are other alternatives to war and killing... Or so I would so very strongly like to believe.
It pains me to hear the rumors are true. That Doma did rebel. I left Doma before it happened but this news does not surprise me too terribly. Pardon me if I am insensitive for bringing this up. I have no one else I can talk to about it. I do not doubt the people of Doma are good people. And despite their means being questionable the people of Doma did fight for a good cause. I wonder what the present state of Doma is as of right now...Â
You are very skilled at gathering knowledge and teaching it Snake Girl. I thank you for the new knowledge you have passed on to me of Ul'dah... I am still somewhat at a loss for words so I apologize. This boat ride has been feeling longer and longer with every sun. I will finally be arriving in Limsa in a few bells, but I do not know what I will do there, what I will see, how things will be. Despite working so hard to finally arrive in Eorzea. For some reason I feel so empty. As though something is missing... I simply hope I can find my way around and make a living on this new continent...
It may become difficult to send or recieve letters after I arrive. So should this be my last I thank you very much for the wonderful time you have given me reading your poems and letters. I hope we can meet in Eorzea sometime... I think you may find me a little more shy than I am in writing. I wish you well Snake Girl.
The ocean is calm
I just watch it soundlessly
Under an empty sky
Sincerely
-Hideki Okamoto
