Written By Drea
Feb. 19, 2017, 4:06 p.m.(12/14/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Mydas
Sometimes, when I look into a person's eyes, I can see the very fiber of a person's being. When I see him, I see a jovial man, very gregarious as one would expect. When I look into his eyes though I see stone.
His otherself is a stoneman and I find that intriguing. There is an immense strength there, like that of a mountain.
His otherself is a stoneman and I find that intriguing. There is an immense strength there, like that of a mountain.
Written By Calandra
Jan. 24, 2017, 12:25 p.m.(10/1/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Mydas
Lord Mydas has donated a case of Whiskey as a prize. Thank you Lord Mydas.
Written By Signe
Dec. 11, 2016, 8:09 p.m.(5/11/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Mydas
They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, don't they? Nothing reminds me of that more than the moment I saw Mydas here in Arx.
Perhaps we didn't have the closest of bonds growing up, with my wayward tendencies clashing so often with his goals. Signe and Sigurd, then the eldest Mydas -- we were separated even then with how we were introduced. I was a stinging reminder, a thorn in his side, a pest to irritate him. And him as unyielding as a stone wall, the antithesis of the connection I have with Sigurd...
I grew to adore him as I do Gurdy, in time. We may be near opposites, but when he's away it feels like the world lacks balance. A family needs a steady hand and eyes focused forward. A cliff face can still support roots. We need him as he needs us. After all, what is Winter without the promise of Summer?
Perhaps we didn't have the closest of bonds growing up, with my wayward tendencies clashing so often with his goals. Signe and Sigurd, then the eldest Mydas -- we were separated even then with how we were introduced. I was a stinging reminder, a thorn in his side, a pest to irritate him. And him as unyielding as a stone wall, the antithesis of the connection I have with Sigurd...
I grew to adore him as I do Gurdy, in time. We may be near opposites, but when he's away it feels like the world lacks balance. A family needs a steady hand and eyes focused forward. A cliff face can still support roots. We need him as he needs us. After all, what is Winter without the promise of Summer?
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