Written By Iseulet
May 16, 2020, 5:37 a.m.(4/19/1013 AR)
If you love me
for what you see,
only your eyes would be
in love with me.
If you love me
for what you've heard,
then you would love me
for my words.
If you love
my heart and mind,
then you would love me
for all that I'm.
But if you don't love
my every flaw,
then you mustn't love me-
not at all.
((Lang Leav))
for what you see,
only your eyes would be
in love with me.
If you love me
for what you've heard,
then you would love me
for my words.
If you love
my heart and mind,
then you would love me
for all that I'm.
But if you don't love
my every flaw,
then you mustn't love me-
not at all.
((Lang Leav))
Written By Iseulet
May 16, 2020, 5:29 a.m.(4/19/1013 AR)
I. Tiny Stories
The saddest word
in the whole wide world
is the word almost.
He was almost in love.
She was almost good for him.
He almost stopped her.
She almost waited.
He almost lived.
They almost made it.
II. Tiny Stories
No one warns little girls
how boys with such pretty eyes
who smell like smoke,
who taste like rain,
who talk like silver,
are reasons behind
tear soaked pillows,
half finished poems
and so many sad dreams.
((Nikita Gill))
The saddest word
in the whole wide world
is the word almost.
He was almost in love.
She was almost good for him.
He almost stopped her.
She almost waited.
He almost lived.
They almost made it.
II. Tiny Stories
No one warns little girls
how boys with such pretty eyes
who smell like smoke,
who taste like rain,
who talk like silver,
are reasons behind
tear soaked pillows,
half finished poems
and so many sad dreams.
((Nikita Gill))
Written By Iseulet
May 16, 2020, 5:22 a.m.(4/19/1013 AR)
"What was it like to love him?" asked Gratitude.
It was like being exhumed, I answered. And brought to life in a flash of brilliance.
"What was it like to be loved in return?" asked Joy.
It was like being seen after perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.
"What was it like to lose him?" asked Sorrow.
There was a long pause before I responded:
It was like hearing every goodbye ever said to me--said all at once.
((Lang Leav))
It was like being exhumed, I answered. And brought to life in a flash of brilliance.
"What was it like to be loved in return?" asked Joy.
It was like being seen after perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.
"What was it like to lose him?" asked Sorrow.
There was a long pause before I responded:
It was like hearing every goodbye ever said to me--said all at once.
((Lang Leav))
Written By Iseulet
May 12, 2020, 1:40 p.m.(4/12/1013 AR)
I'm going on a vacation with my cats.
Yes, all 50 of them. It's time they find a new home and there's a place down south that I think will appreciate them.
Yes, scholar I have gained a few since last we spoke. Stop giving me that look I'm fully aware of how much cat hair I have clinging to my clothing.
Yes, all 50 of them. It's time they find a new home and there's a place down south that I think will appreciate them.
Yes, scholar I have gained a few since last we spoke. Stop giving me that look I'm fully aware of how much cat hair I have clinging to my clothing.
Written By Iseulet
April 24, 2020, 8 p.m.(3/4/1013 AR)
Why is it that a woman can see from a distance what a man cannot see close?
Written By Iseulet
April 5, 2020, 8:56 a.m.(1/21/1013 AR)
Someone's left a gift on my doorstep.
I can't say I've ever been so overjoyed in my life.
Thank you, giver of salacious breadcrumbs.
I can't say I've ever been so overjoyed in my life.
Thank you, giver of salacious breadcrumbs.
Written By Iseulet
April 4, 2020, 10:52 a.m.(1/19/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Norwood
Who is this mysterious Rose that's captured the Baron's heart?
My heart skips a beat in anticipation.
My heart skips a beat in anticipation.
Written By Iseulet
March 28, 2020, 11:15 a.m.(1/5/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Revell
Love is insanity.
Anyone that says anything else is just sugar coating it.
Not that I don't enjoy the sugar coating, or even the madness. It's the sweetest drug.
Anyone that says anything else is just sugar coating it.
Not that I don't enjoy the sugar coating, or even the madness. It's the sweetest drug.
Written By Iseulet
March 27, 2020, 7:36 a.m.(1/3/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Cornelius
Just as I had feared. Please return soon, Uncle. You are missed by someone.
Written By Iseulet
March 24, 2020, 5:24 a.m.(12/25/1012 AR)
As an aside, to the monsters out there that dye flowers? You aren't fooling anyone.
I think I'm going to write another book, inspired by this rant and the Flower Cipher I see floating about:
The Hater's Guide To Sending Passive Aggressive Flowers.
Actually, it's almost finished.
I think I'm going to write another book, inspired by this rant and the Flower Cipher I see floating about:
The Hater's Guide To Sending Passive Aggressive Flowers.
Actually, it's almost finished.
Written By Iseulet
March 24, 2020, 5:15 a.m.(12/25/1012 AR)
I have never liked sunflowers for reasons that are totally opaque to me. I can see why they are associated with sunshine and openness and loveliness, much like how butterflies are often mistaken for something beautiful.
Have you ever truly seen a butterfly? Leave the wings out of it and it's a wretched and hairy and twitchy body with too many darting legs and antennae. (Moths are far more pleasant, with predictable legs, fat fuzzy-in-a-cute-way body, and lovely powdery wings in far less gaudy colors).
A sunflower is too big and heavy by at least half. It reminds me of a severed head of a blonde man. No plant should contain so much... plant. The stem is fuzzy, which is disgusting and the central cluster is a hypnotizing clot of spirals that resembles a blood shot eye vainly attempting to look cheerful. It's thick and sinister, but tries to disguise itself as something pleasing to the eye like a dead woman whose smiling mouth is a jagged slash of blood and lipstick.
To the sunflower: I do not accept your false and charmless attempts at levity. You are a bad plant, and you have no right to grow as tall as you do. I am a human. I stand above you on the food chain. How dare you grow as tall as me.
No, Scholar do /not/ ask me about carnations.
No woman, I can assure you, has ever happily received a carnation as either a corsage or as part of a bouquet.
It has confirmed for her every doubt she ever had about you. “A carnation,” she says brightly, while in her head she has already left you for another.
I will not insult you by going into details. If you cannot immediately guess why carnations are unbearable, there is no hope for you.
Have you ever truly seen a butterfly? Leave the wings out of it and it's a wretched and hairy and twitchy body with too many darting legs and antennae. (Moths are far more pleasant, with predictable legs, fat fuzzy-in-a-cute-way body, and lovely powdery wings in far less gaudy colors).
A sunflower is too big and heavy by at least half. It reminds me of a severed head of a blonde man. No plant should contain so much... plant. The stem is fuzzy, which is disgusting and the central cluster is a hypnotizing clot of spirals that resembles a blood shot eye vainly attempting to look cheerful. It's thick and sinister, but tries to disguise itself as something pleasing to the eye like a dead woman whose smiling mouth is a jagged slash of blood and lipstick.
To the sunflower: I do not accept your false and charmless attempts at levity. You are a bad plant, and you have no right to grow as tall as you do. I am a human. I stand above you on the food chain. How dare you grow as tall as me.
No, Scholar do /not/ ask me about carnations.
No woman, I can assure you, has ever happily received a carnation as either a corsage or as part of a bouquet.
It has confirmed for her every doubt she ever had about you. “A carnation,” she says brightly, while in her head she has already left you for another.
I will not insult you by going into details. If you cannot immediately guess why carnations are unbearable, there is no hope for you.
Written By Iseulet
March 4, 2020, 10:46 a.m.(11/13/1012 AR)
All this heavy lifting of these ledgers has finally done my back in. Oh dear.
Written By Iseulet
Oct. 2, 2019, 2:28 a.m.(12/9/1011 AR)
A lot of people are surprised, once they visit the Empyrean, to see everything that we offer. I thought I would make it public knowledge.
The Lunaris is the central hub of the lower floor, leading to:
Cabaret - with nightly entertainment from some of the Compacts most wonderful performers
Arcadia - a sprawling garden with fountain and outdoor stage.
Needful Things/The Augury - Two shops owned and maintained by Neviah, wherein Empyrean members get a 50% discount. One being an apothecary and the other being odds and ends and occasionally a place to have your fortune told.
Casino - Well, generally a games room and is relatively new. We are still waiting on developing games for this.
Aerary - So new it hasn't officially opened yet! This will be an art gallery showcasing pieces from various artists around the Compact Paintings, sculptures, pieces of fine jewelry or fashion.
The upstairs area is the members area, though of course visitors are welcomed and encouraged. The central hub is a hookah lounge, from where you can access:
Baths - Featuring herbal baths to soothe aching muscles or wounds, an aching heart, or to preserve the youthful appearance of your skin or improve its softness.
Terrace - A beautiful view of the city, perfect for small parties.
Conservatory - A place to hear some of the Compact's most beautiful birds and see some beautiful plants in bloom all year round. (The bubbling tub is divine!)
Library - Featuring many books on many topics, and is constantly growing.
The Lunaris is the central hub of the lower floor, leading to:
Cabaret - with nightly entertainment from some of the Compacts most wonderful performers
Arcadia - a sprawling garden with fountain and outdoor stage.
Needful Things/The Augury - Two shops owned and maintained by Neviah, wherein Empyrean members get a 50% discount. One being an apothecary and the other being odds and ends and occasionally a place to have your fortune told.
Casino - Well, generally a games room and is relatively new. We are still waiting on developing games for this.
Aerary - So new it hasn't officially opened yet! This will be an art gallery showcasing pieces from various artists around the Compact Paintings, sculptures, pieces of fine jewelry or fashion.
The upstairs area is the members area, though of course visitors are welcomed and encouraged. The central hub is a hookah lounge, from where you can access:
Baths - Featuring herbal baths to soothe aching muscles or wounds, an aching heart, or to preserve the youthful appearance of your skin or improve its softness.
Terrace - A beautiful view of the city, perfect for small parties.
Conservatory - A place to hear some of the Compact's most beautiful birds and see some beautiful plants in bloom all year round. (The bubbling tub is divine!)
Library - Featuring many books on many topics, and is constantly growing.
Written By Iseulet
Oct. 1, 2019, 2:50 p.m.(12/8/1011 AR)
I stand corrected - I have been blessed by the cookie goddesses!
Written By Iseulet
Oct. 1, 2019, 4:54 a.m.(12/8/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Mabelle
Lady Mabelle possesses a singular spirit that, even on a dark and cold day, managed to make me feel the warmth of the kindness she radiates like a sun.
I feel refreshed, and I'm sure that wasn't even her intention. I didn't even have one of her famous cookies (yet). I look forward to working with her.
What a lovely lady.
I feel refreshed, and I'm sure that wasn't even her intention. I didn't even have one of her famous cookies (yet). I look forward to working with her.
What a lovely lady.
Written By Iseulet
Sept. 23, 2019, 6:28 a.m.(11/19/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Gaston
I rarely have time to dance, but I found a moment recently to have one with a dear friend of mine. I'm glad I did.
Written By Iseulet
Sept. 3, 2019, 11:54 a.m.(10/8/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Siobhan
Once upon a time, a very long time ago (it seems) Mistress (no - I know she hates that - Goodwoman) Moonwrought was a part of the crew that took me on a trip to the Storm March where I performed for several weeks at a quaint little bar. She came to watch a few shows, but she'd never admit it.
I'm glad to have her here, to reconnect. Such an interesting woman.
I'm glad to have her here, to reconnect. Such an interesting woman.
Written By Iseulet
Aug. 12, 2019, 5:22 a.m.(8/19/1011 AR)
The subject of the shav'arvani all being savages with no manners versus the Arvani, the Compact, with more manners than we know what to do with has reminded me of a something someone once told me before I went to go help Count Giulio with forming his County:
"Civilized men are more discourteous than savages because they know they can be impolite without having their skulls split, as a general thing."
I also can't help but to think there is perhaps no one better suited to these kinds of studies than Baroness Stormbreak. Her curiosity and quest for knowledge seems to be genuine. I think it would take her far and prove to be her greatest strength - if only more of the Compact had her open mind and willingness to learn. May she find the answers she seeks in Vellichor's honor and prove to be a beacon of knowledge and inspiration to us all.
"Civilized men are more discourteous than savages because they know they can be impolite without having their skulls split, as a general thing."
I also can't help but to think there is perhaps no one better suited to these kinds of studies than Baroness Stormbreak. Her curiosity and quest for knowledge seems to be genuine. I think it would take her far and prove to be her greatest strength - if only more of the Compact had her open mind and willingness to learn. May she find the answers she seeks in Vellichor's honor and prove to be a beacon of knowledge and inspiration to us all.
Written By Iseulet
Aug. 3, 2019, 4:07 a.m.(8/1/1011 AR)
I feel change upon the wind again. Summers are so cruel, but crueler still are winters.
Written By Iseulet
Aug. 1, 2019, 9:55 p.m.(7/27/1011 AR)
I know there will be a massive outpouring of praise to Archduchess Jaenelle and House Velenosa for the Flower Ball. I have to do the same. I can't sing enough praise for the event. Magical. I'm glad I went.
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