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Written By Mattheu

Sept. 10, 2021, 10:54 p.m.(3/7/1016 AR)

I was unable to find my land legs and make it to the party where people were to speak of love. I had hoped to hear something enchanting, or a story of woe turned to the marvelous night they could ever hope to live within.

A shared dance, or that one lucky sigh to have been caught by eyes unknown.
To find someone when they weren't even looking, that moment of shared look and caught within the trailing net that we never remembered tossing upon a deck which was cutting waves as if their lives depended upon slicing waters faster than a setting sun or chasing moon.

To allow winds to guide them upon their feet...

To find another sullen and to share a stolen cookie with.

To learn of their loves outside of others, and wish to share more than the music from one's bells.

Alas. I missed the event. And did not get to hear of any such tales.

Written By Mattheu

Aug. 12, 2021, 10:47 p.m.(1/5/1016 AR)

What started as a good exercise of climbing has led to an amusing friendship. Perhaps there is merit to this city after all.

Written By Mattheu

Aug. 5, 2021, 11:34 p.m.(12/19/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Kiera

Smiles are best brought out with a dance. Even when one might be feeling a loss that they will never find in another again. A simple dance which chimes with the river's flow, capturing all that the wind offers us.

Written By Mattheu

Aug. 5, 2021, 11:30 p.m.(12/19/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Kia

The flow of a river will allow one to see both where it has been and where it is to go. The level of water the runs upon the creases of land allows for sight of when water was plentiful and when it was in drought.

The body is similar to this, as well as the city. Where one might not be aware that they are being watched, a motion which was done to bring a smile, or share a thought, or to grow closer to another instead of simply passing each other in the street. To seek another to share that moment with, is akin to the ebbs and flow of a river feeding to a confluence. Where two meet for the first time, then mixing and combining to find their way out to the sea.

The first time leaving the shelter of the river where waters only bob to find oneself learning if they are strong enough to fight with the flow, dips, and towering waves of the sea. Is akin to stepping off of the boat into the city where you believe to find those that might think alike to you.

You don't know if they are there, ready in plain sight to hand you a rope and hoist the sails. Or if they will be just under the surface waiting for you to fail.
All you can do is look to the waters, watch their flow. Then feel the wind upon your face, and seek to have upon your back.

Water is life, then wind is breath.

Written By Mattheu

Aug. 3, 2021, 10:52 p.m.(12/15/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Kia

Cookie thievery works best when the other's back is turned, not when they are chewing on said cookie.

Written By Mattheu

Aug. 3, 2021, 10:50 p.m.(12/15/1015 AR)

It never ceases to amuse me with how many eyes I can get from one simple dance. One would think that the citizens of this city haven't seen a proper dance before.

Written By Mattheu

Aug. 1, 2021, 6:26 p.m.(12/11/1015 AR)

Relationship Note on Petra

My aunt, and one that I will always look up to for all that she has endured, she continues to share her smile with us. I can only repay her by not giving her gray hairs reserved for my siblings.

Written By Mattheu

July 30, 2021, 12:47 a.m.(12/6/1015 AR)

First day back in some time. After watching the rivers and our little village, I decided it's time to come back to the city. See what the family is up to. Thus far I've met a duck and a swan, the duck invited me to a dinner with blindfolds, where I met another duchess. Then at a tea shop, I had a lovely conversation with a Prince that favors himself a tea maker, and a lovely lady that believes themselves to have many titles though Vintner is the one they chose for today.

If this is what is offered to me on the first steps from the boats, it could be good. Though I keep hearing rumblings about prodigals and how they've been up to no good. Which would mean this could be bad.

I'll seek out the family. see what they have to say.

Written By Mattheu

Feb. 14, 2018, 9:12 p.m.(3/5/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Vano

Serious, as the day is long, the fun is hidden away, I hope it comes to play again!

Written By Mattheu

Feb. 14, 2018, 9:12 p.m.(3/5/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Eshra

Sister, oh mine, you amaze me, with your wit, and your drive, but fun is need. I hope you remember this.

Written By Mattheu

Feb. 3, 2018, 6:19 p.m.(2/11/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Eshra

She is just as annoying, as ever and trying to make me grow up, and place away silly, things. But dearest sister honor does not mean boring and dull, remember that and we both honor our families. But sometimes fun is the cure, and sometimes study, and sometimes war, but always in love and kindness.

Written By Mattheu

Feb. 3, 2018, 6:18 p.m.(2/11/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Felix

The weapon, lives up to my mind, and it is well made, and the armor is perfect, I will shout to the heavens this is the only smith for me. Thank you dearest sister for this gift, and I will use it to protect our family.

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