Written By Medeia
Sept. 12, 2020, 1:08 a.m.(1/5/1014 AR)
This morning I stood on the beach while it snowed, watching the water. (Spending time around so many northerners is clearly affecting my judgment.) I observed then, to my companion, that the waves beat against the shore in endless cycles that slowly change the shape of the land. We may not see it, day to day, but it is happening. And, the water sustains life as surely as it takes it.
I'm reminded of my own ability to make a difference, and to be more than one thing.
I'm reminded of my own ability to make a difference, and to be more than one thing.
Written By Medeia
Sept. 10, 2020, 2 a.m.(1/1/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Ysabel
Tonight I learned that while I may not be good at choosing a winning cow (congratulations, Baroness Gilden), I am good at dancing and dodging threats (you really just have to ask me to dance, Baroness Gilden) on the dance floor.
Written By Medeia
Sept. 2, 2020, 2:27 p.m.(12/14/1013 AR)
I can't say say I've ever had a man shout about my beauty across a crowded room before today. Nor have they left that room muttering to or about the gods.
I've only been in the city a few weeks. It's been a whirlwind adventure so far: I've met incredible people, heard fantastic stories, and even reconnected with important parts of my life. But this? This stands out.
I've only been in the city a few weeks. It's been a whirlwind adventure so far: I've met incredible people, heard fantastic stories, and even reconnected with important parts of my life. But this? This stands out.
Written By Medeia
Sept. 1, 2020, 1:10 p.m.(12/12/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Thea
The Lady Thea taking me on as protege has been one of the most delightful surprises the city has delivered. It was nice enough to be reunited with my friend, but for her to have such belief in me is heartening. It's been a matter of days and already we're up to old (and new) tricks. What a blessing - for everyone.
Written By Medeia
Aug. 31, 2020, 11:48 a.m.(12/10/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Martino
I had thought to write my first journal since arriving in the city, only to discover Arvum's most accomplished heartbreaker, the beloved and reviled Lord Martino Malvici, has taken aim at me in his.
Don't trust me, my lord? Had I a champion to call upon, I might! Oh, Martino. My dear friend, light of lights, shatterer of dreams, and masterful teacher, if I am not to be trusted with those eyes, it is because I have learned it from you.
Don't trust me, my lord? Had I a champion to call upon, I might! Oh, Martino. My dear friend, light of lights, shatterer of dreams, and masterful teacher, if I am not to be trusted with those eyes, it is because I have learned it from you.
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