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Written By Khanne

Jan. 28, 2018, 2:23 p.m.(1/20/1008 AR)

*A parchment bearing nothing but three lines of a powdery red stain shadowed in black ash. The colors are deep and thick at the top of the page, fading as they are drawn down. Towards the bottom, only faint traces of color remain.*

Written By Derovai

Jan. 28, 2018, 1:57 p.m.(1/19/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Alarie

Despite the alcohol's best efforts, yes, I believe I am. Pity. Here I was going to buy something, I sincerely assure you. I note, though, that the clothes you sold me for the Gala are holding up rather well, despite your probable hopes to the contrary.

Written By Alarie

Jan. 28, 2018, 1:54 p.m.(1/19/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Derovai

Are you breathing?

Written By Derovai

Jan. 28, 2018, 1:53 p.m.(1/19/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Alarie

I seem to remember evading injury the third time out of three and you managing to topple yourself on the floor. Funny, that. In both senses of the word "funny," too.

PS: am I still banned from your shop?

Written By Sophie

Jan. 28, 2018, 1:37 p.m.(1/19/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Echo

Your Highness, one of the tenets of Our Lady of Change is that we do the best we can, and that when we know better that we do better and become better people, which very much includes helping others to do the same. How we each do that is irrelevant, so, for what it may be worth, I do not believe that yours is a too literal interpretation.

Thank you for doing what you can. Little by little, action by action is how we change the world for the better.

Written By Sophie

Jan. 28, 2018, 1:36 p.m.(1/19/1008 AR)

When we care, we strive to become better than we are. When we strive to become better than we are, everything around us becomes better, too.

<<OOC: This predates one of Echo's journals. It was accidentally deleted it when I wanted to delete the message that was the reply to Echo's journal 'cos I accidentally linked it to Enyo, instead. Sorry!>>

Written By Alarie

Jan. 28, 2018, 1:32 p.m.(1/19/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Derovai

You impaled yourself upon my sewing needle. Multiple times. The perils of sitting next to a seamstress who's working and her thread is long. You'l choose wiser next time.

Written By Derovai

Jan. 28, 2018, 1:26 p.m.(1/19/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Alarie

Says the woman who tried to stab me in public.

Written By Sophie

Jan. 28, 2018, 1:21 p.m.(1/19/1008 AR)

We do not create a better world by tearing down those who seek to make amends for their wrongdoings, no matter how grievous those wrongdoings. It is our duty to help enable those positive changes and to remember that it is a process -- one that oft is slow, difficult, full of stumbling and moments of regression, and seemingly invisible to onlookers, much like a seed buried deep in the dark earth. Much like that seed, when the efforts of a person to self-improve are properly tended in an environment conducive to that growth, that betterment will eventually sprout and blossom.

There is a significant difference between condemning the actions of a person and condemning the person. No one is beyond redemption even if it may never manifest for some in this lifetime. To denounce the possibility of such a thing is to denounce the ideals that Our Lady of Change embodies.

None of us are perfect or above reproach. Not a single one of us. To forget that is a form of hubris, and hubris is not a virtue of any of the Gods.

Written By Alarie

Jan. 28, 2018, 1:21 p.m.(1/19/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Derovai

Couldn't have happened to a better person.

Written By Isabeau

Jan. 28, 2018, 12:54 p.m.(1/19/1008 AR)

I cannot decide if Archlector Aleksei or Archlector Aureth has the most keen grasp of irony. Perhaps there should be a duel.

In regards to the language of flowers that seems to be present in so many other white journals, Mistress Mirari, who skillfully crafted my favorite perfume, determined some time ago that I am a blue iris.

Written By Derovai

Jan. 28, 2018, 12:52 p.m.(1/19/1008 AR)

Some things are very much worth having a splitting headache the next morning. But to all other residents of the Murder of Crows, I apologize for the unsavory noises coming from my room and the boarding hall's toilet chamber. They have officially ceased.

Written By Mason

Jan. 28, 2018, 12:12 p.m.(1/19/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Fortunato

I am sorry that I am embarrassing you further, my friend, but truly there is nothing to be embarrassed about. There are many artists throughout the ages, but few earn to have their name live on. I consider myself endlessly lucky to not only see your work mature and grow over time, but to share a friendship with someone so gifted and influential... The art show's success could never have happened without the toil and soul you poured into those pieces, and I have never seen you put anything less than your all into all your work.

Fortunato Grayhope is a truly masterful artisan.

Written By Esoka

Jan. 28, 2018, 12:09 p.m.(1/19/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Calaudrin

I am apparently also a sunflower. I've deemed this acceptable. I know little about flowers, but they're pretty and this way we match, so I believe it works.

Written By Prism

Jan. 28, 2018, 11:17 a.m.(1/19/1008 AR)

Tiger told me the whole city's gone aflutter for flowers, so I've gone ahead and placed the very prettiest flower I've ever seen -- at least, the very prettiest painting I've ever seen -- in the Shrine of the First Choice. It's propped up against the altar, right where the light shines brightest, and if you look at it long enough, I think you'll see it tells two very different stories: one of the rose (of course), and one, more beautiful, of the artist who painted it.

Written By Jhond

Jan. 28, 2018, 10:18 a.m.(1/19/1008 AR)

The Fearless Five. The name should be taken in jest I think, but I suppose it applies to some of us. Fear has always mean more of a fuel to me than a hindrance. it should be an interesting journey.

Written By Marian

Jan. 28, 2018, 10:09 a.m.(1/19/1008 AR)

Words...

They have meaning. They have the power to inspire. They have the power to cause pain. When used with thoughtless abandon, they can bring war upon others that were not deserving.

You know who you are. If I ever hear of you opening your mouth and inciting such chaos again, I will challenge you to a duel and beat you to a bloody pulp. Whatever fondness you thought I had for you, consider it revoked. It was not funny. I was not amused. I hope you learned your lesson.

Written By Jhond

Jan. 28, 2018, 9:54 a.m.(1/19/1008 AR)

The journey north was not particularly eventful, but the errand was done and I return.

Written By Wynna

Jan. 28, 2018, 9:37 a.m.(1/19/1008 AR)

I weep for the scholars of the future.

Written By Cicero

Jan. 28, 2018, 9:36 a.m.(1/19/1008 AR)

Violently ill
I quake with fear but press on
Brave? or moronic?

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