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trustinsighters · 2 months
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The Sharlayans constructed the Antitower in the Dravanian Hinterlands to study the aetherial sea, eventually learning of the Final Days from Hydaelyn. After the exodus, the Antitower was entrusted to Matoya. They built the Aitiascope in Labyrinthos to continue their research.
Much more advanced than its predecessor, the Aitiascope allowed Sharlayans to peer even deeper into the aetherial sea in search for Hydaelyn's voice that grew fainter and fainter by the years.
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hydaelyns-bitch · 6 months
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if i break the glass then i'll have to fly there's no one to catch me if i take a dive
i'm scared of changing the days stay the same the world is spinning but only in grey
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abyssalmermaiden · 13 days
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me, signing @galewhaleshark and I up for The Aitiascope: "I want to see my besties and my worstie"
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luc1d17y-ffxiv · 3 months
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AST is the RDM of healer LB3s.
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new-old-friend · 1 year
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hrms-t · 1 year
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porta-decumana · 1 year
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Scions of the Seventh Dawn
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umbralaether · 1 year
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What is freedom?
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Is it found in sacrifice?
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In salvation?
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Or is forgiveness the only true way?
MiqoMarch day 17: freedom
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autumnslance · 2 years
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Prompt #27: Hail
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“The stage is set!” The spirit of Amon howled triumphantly. “Let the curtains rise for the main attraction!”
Estinien heard Aeryn curse and call to the healers for their strongest shields, fear in her voice as heat flared.
There was nowhere to go from whatever spell the ghost was casting while utterly ignoring the Scions’ attacks.
Estinien rounded to find the twins; Alphinaud was behind him, sweat plastering his bangs to his face as he controlled his nouliths to answer Aeryn’s order. Alisaie was leaping forward with a scream of anger to slice at Amon with her blade, trying to stop him through sheer violence. She was near Thancred now, and he would do all he could to protect her from whatever was coming if she did not leap back…
The temperature abruptly dropped.
Estinien blinked.
For a moment, he was reminded of the scent of the Chocobo Forest’s trees, the rushing sound of them in the wind. The wind soon became the clear, cold familiar gales of Coerthas, his nostrils sticking together as ice drops formed in the air.
He blinked.
An achingly familiar vision coalesced in white and blue, elegant as she flew through the air. He heard Y’shtola gasp, Alphinaud’s cry of recognition.
From Aeryn, silence, though he could imagine her face, if he had the time to look.
He blinked.
Saint Shiva spun through the room, as she had in the skies of Azys Lla that terrible day. Snow fell in her wake, defiant of the rising heat. Lifting an arm, she snapped her fingers.
The Scions were forcibly slid across the rime-coated floor, a frozen pillar between them and Amon just as his fiery spell completed.
Protected by divine ice, they were entirely unscathed.
“My, what a boorish audience you are!” Amon ranted.
Estinien blinked, and she was gone.
Fare well once again, dear lady; now it was his turn.
“Time to end this!” Estinien roared. He dove at the ghost, Nidhogg crackling.
In the aftermath as they stood panting, even as the mages warned against the weakened Amon, Estinien spied a white glint on the ground. He bent to retrieve it.
A small, unmelting orb of ice, no larger than, perhaps, an elezen maid’s thumbnail.
He heard Alphinaud whisper, “Ysayle,” his hands clasped in a prayer.
Through this strange realm of ghostly memories, the others had seen visions of those they had lost, both friends and foes. Haurchefant’s had been the only one Estinien recognized; the others were stories his companions told.
Until the damnably righteous witch had saved them, one more time. “Such was the strength of her faith in us,” Estinien said, a fond smile on his lips despite himself.
He would find a way to make the hailstone into a gift for the boy; he deserved a memento.
After all—as Estinien checked his ancient dragonscale armor to prepare for what came next—he already kept Iceheart close.
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photosfromeorzea · 10 months
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Pandaemonium by the Sea
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thefreelanceangel · 2 years
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melissa-robin-ultros · 10 months
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Finished Pandæmonium today
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cosmicseashanty · 25 days
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My entry for the FanFest EU 2023 art contest! I had the idea somewhere in my mind ever since I finished Endwalker... wanted to show the winding journey through the Aitiascope dungeon
I made it as a finalist, which I'm still so blown away and happy about...
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abyssalmermaiden · 1 year
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you're still here with me, somewhere...
I can feel it
Aryaille returns in secret to the Aitiascope
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cindernet-explorer · 2 months
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Sometimes when I look in the mirror I still see your face resting on my shoulder And my heart beats so fast That I start to feel alive again ... And I'll always find you again and again And I'll love every version of you And you're never truly gone As long as a part of you in me lives on ♪
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Alternate song lyrics I was thinking of:
I've waited way too long to say
Everything you mean to me
In case you don't live forever, let me tell you now
I love you more than you'll ever wrap your head around
In case you don't live forever, let me tell you the truth
I'm everything that I am because of you ♪
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voidsentprinces · 5 months
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Endwalker where everything is the same, but you meet the spirits of the past along the way.
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