Written By Willow
Feb. 13, 2019, 1:30 a.m.(7/23/1010 AR)
Written By Joscelin
Feb. 13, 2019, 12:12 a.m.(7/23/1010 AR)
No no no.
NO.
Ianthe is -crawling-.
What the fuck I thought I had more time to baby proof shit.
NO. NO NO NO.
Quick, someone tell me how much it costs to raise everything in my shop by two feet. Higher counters! Tables!
-shit- I have -forges- and -hammers- within grabbing distance...!
FUCK.
SLOW DOWN, BABY. You're worse than your namesake!
Written By Mirari
Feb. 12, 2019, 10:07 p.m.(7/23/1010 AR)
Written By Mia
Feb. 12, 2019, 9:25 p.m.(7/22/1010 AR)
How in the world do people actually manage this?
Written By Marian
Feb. 12, 2019, 8:26 p.m.(7/22/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Fergus
My washed out tears do not fall.
That lump in my throat strangles.
My marbled skin is cold like ice.
My deepest scars do not show.
I can no longer feel our first kiss.
You are gone.
Grief.
Your chest sits in the corner with the past.
Even your sword has passed to another.
Your clothes that have lost your scent.
Our bed no longer dips from your weight.
They don't know your voice.
Your portrait is a stranger.
Grief.
Everyone else moves on to the next.
The bans are read for new loves.
The cake tastes stale with broken promises.
Their happiness mocks me with mirrored lies.
Pity you didn't get to see what happened next.
They have forgotten.
Grief.
Moving on feels like a dagger in my heart.
My pillow no longer feels wet in the morning.
My eyes don't shine against the starry sky.
Possibilities become steel chains that bind.
False sympathy is an insult that digs softly.
Nothing is more than enough.
Grief.
Don't blame him for leaving.
Don't flinch when they look with his eyes.
Smile when they ask how you're doing.
Good morning is not an invitation to cry.
Don't scratch at your bleeding heart.
Apologies are forsaken.
Grief.
You will never be the same.
Happiness is a thorny rose.
You will wish to trade places.
This wasn't how the story goes.
You will review every single mistake.
No one takes that blame.
Written By Miranda
Feb. 12, 2019, 7:59 p.m.(7/22/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Skye
So having a celebration dinner aboard the Victorious, where we all sang and participated in making up verses on the spot?
Loved it.
"We all sang songs
Using words meritorious
Because we were sailing
On a ship called Victorious!"
This was a great idea, Baroness Blackshore!
Written By Peri
Feb. 12, 2019, 7:46 p.m.(7/22/1010 AR)
My research yesterday was lackluster and fruitless. I didn't find what I was looking for. I almost wasted a an entire day. I am so grateful to Brother Branan, whoever you are, for translating this.
Written By Alaric
Feb. 12, 2019, 6:11 p.m.(7/22/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Tikva
Written By Monique
Feb. 12, 2019, 5:57 p.m.(7/22/1010 AR)
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Written By Miranda
Feb. 12, 2019, 1:36 p.m.(7/22/1010 AR)
It is a vicious enemy.
It lingers well beyond its time and does not let up.
It sneaks up on you when you think you've dealt with it, rearing its ugly head to overwhelm you.
People try to help. "Don't dwell on it," they say. "Don't let it change you," they say. "This isn't like you."
No. It's not.
It's grief.
It grips at you with its claws and doesn't let go.
It hides in shadows, waiting until you least expect it and then it lunges at you, tearing your sanity from you.
It rips your heart open and consumes your thoughts.
I should have... we could have... why didn't I...
The anger fades to incredible sadness, of things you can no longer do.
I miss his voice, his laughter, the annoying way he was always right.
I miss the way his arms felt around me and the gentleness he'd show when I was hurting.
I miss talking about everything. I miss fighting with him.
I miss the passion. I miss his presence. I miss the arrogance.
I miss him. I miss HIM. I. Miss. Him.
It eats at me, this grief, and makes me feel weak.
There is no comfort. Just memories that make me smile and wistful, wishing for more, even the parts I could have done without.
There is no room for others to offer consolations and criticisms.
There are days when I doubt he is gone. And there are days when it is so obvious he is that the pain is worse than a knife being twisted into a wound.
Grief. It is the bane of my existence.
Grief - it is my personal monster to face.
Written By Rysen
Feb. 12, 2019, 1:09 p.m.(7/22/1010 AR)
Written By Vittorio
Feb. 12, 2019, 11:55 a.m.(7/22/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Cristoph
Written By Tikva
Feb. 12, 2019, 11:38 a.m.(7/22/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Alaric
For once we've grown old and our story's been told,
And scratchy-voiced, scold, over the winter's cold,
our blankets warm-rolled in our bright-hearthed stronghold,
no regrets for choices bold over hoarding our gold;
just scrape it off the fold and dry bread will uphold
an adventurer's toehold on the wild paths untold.
Written By Bliss
Feb. 12, 2019, 9:43 a.m.(7/22/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Arik
Written By Tabitha
Feb. 12, 2019, 5:50 a.m.(7/21/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Sabella
Written By Tabitha
Feb. 12, 2019, 5:14 a.m.(7/21/1010 AR)
On a lighter note, Kenna got married and migrated north. I'm so happy that she made a good match, but I can't deny I'll miss our moments of shouting at each other down the halls and through our bedroom doors. I'm too mousey to raise my voice most of the time, but it's fine with Kenna, I can really yell.
Maybe I'll rope Evonleigh into shouting duties. She's got good vocal projection, being an actress. Or Sapphira, but I don't want her to hurt her voice. Or perhaps Silas, or Bedivere. They must have some practice at shouting at the troops. Jyri's good at shouting over the bark of dogs, so there's another possibility. Elora, Delilah, Farrah, Mina or Gaius... probably not. Maybe they could send me some messages in capital letters.
Or I could just go outside more. No shouting needed then.
Written By Preston
Feb. 12, 2019, 4:01 a.m.(7/21/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Umbroise
That said, if I may gently say that the matter of a dead Seraph is a matter, to my mind, for the Faith to resolve. We have two border conflicts at least now where noble houses in whole or in part claim the death of Godsworn as their reason. While I appreciate and admire the zeal and faithfulness it shows, it risks placing the Faith within the politics of houses, and that is something best avoided. When we swear our oaths, we place aside our family, our rights to property and title, our rights to inheritance of the same. All that we are is the Faith's - and it is not for anyone to pull us, in life or in death, back from that in anything but the most extenuating of circumstance.
Written By Arik
Feb. 12, 2019, 1:11 a.m.(7/21/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Umbroise
Should a Champions duel decide it? I would say no but I would be interested what Master Caspian might say on the matter.
Written By Alaric
Feb. 12, 2019, 12:43 a.m.(7/21/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Selene
Written By Ysbail
Feb. 11, 2019, 10:24 p.m.(7/21/1010 AR)
In the end, what was the point of all the effort if it only ended once more in failure?
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