Mini Celeste DJ "Guided by Light" (Dream Trance Remix)

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00:00 Guided by Light (Dream Trance Remix)
05:45 Bonus Track: Symphony

In the bustling realm of Eorzea, a peculiar tale unfolded, whispered among the taller races with a mix of amusement and bewilderment. It spoke of the Lalafells, those spritely, potato-like folk, who, one fateful day, found themselves inexplicably drawn to the guiding light of Venat. Not the Venat of ancient myth, mind you, but rather, a remarkably bright, albeit slightly flickering, streetlamp in the middle of Ul'dah's central plaza.

It began subtly enough. A lone Lalafell, Pipin by name, paused mid-stride, his round eyes fixated on the glowing orb. "Such luminescence!" he squeaked, his voice barely audible above the merchants' cries. Soon, another, then another, until a sizable contingent of Lalafells stood mesmerized, bathed in the lamp's golden glow.

"Surely," declared one, Fufucha, adjusting her spectacles, "this must be the promised guiding light! It hums with aetherial energy!"

A chorus of excited "oohs" and "wahs" rippled through the tiny crowd. They began to follow its subtle shifts as it swayed in the breeze, a Lilliputian parade trailing behind their radiant beacon. When the lamp briefly flickered, a collective gasp went up, followed by a relieved sigh as it reignited. A passing Roegadyn, observing the spectacle, merely scratched his head. "Are they... worshiping a streetlamp?" he mumbled to his chocobo.

The Lalafells, however, were undeterred. They debated the deeper meaning of its blinks, interpreted the faint buzzing as ancient prophecies, and even formed a small society dedicated to "The Illuminating Path of Venat's Radiance." Their grand pilgrimage usually consisted of a twenty-yard trek across the plaza before someone remembered they were late for a tea party, but every journey was undertaken with the utmost solemnity.

And so, the Lalafells of Ul'dah continued to find their guidance, not from a mythical figure, but from a very dependable, if somewhat mundane, source of urban illumination. And if you ever find yourself in Ul'dah at dusk, you might just spot a tiny, determined procession, following their guiding light, utterly convinced of its profound significance.