Written By Khanne
Aug. 28, 2018, 8:27 p.m.(6/24/1009 AR)
My voice was not one that needed to add to the cacophony of tension in the whites in regards to... issues I do not think I need to remind anyone of at the moment, as they have been non stop for days. However, when I read Monique's challenge to Asger, I felt it important to mention one thing. I reached out to her directly, but since I had previously relied on word of mouth to do it's magic and now find that... well, that didn't work... I thought it might be a good idea to also say it here.
I do not speak for Asger, at all, but, it is possible that he denied Greenmarch from conducting an honor ceremony for Eirlys in Stormwall because the Spirit Walkers have been planning to honor Eirlys and the Spirits she loved and who so loved her in a special ceremony. We had to wait though, for the.... mess.... left behind from the slaying of.... really really bad evil enemies...... to clear before we would be able. Last I heard, it was not clear. This plan has been expressed to many who were close to Eirlys on a number of occasions, and I apologize for not making it known more formally.
We are still planning this honor to Lady Eirlys Greenmarch. Anyone who would like to attend and/or take part in the ceremony is welcome to do so. Just let me know and I will keep you in the loop and work out a plan with you.
Congruently, I would welcome anyone from the Faith who would wish to perhaps hold a joint ceremony for the woman who loved the Gods as much as the Spirits. We all fought there together and suffered terrible losses there together, why not honor such a remarkable woman together too?
I do not speak for Asger, at all, but, it is possible that he denied Greenmarch from conducting an honor ceremony for Eirlys in Stormwall because the Spirit Walkers have been planning to honor Eirlys and the Spirits she loved and who so loved her in a special ceremony. We had to wait though, for the.... mess.... left behind from the slaying of.... really really bad evil enemies...... to clear before we would be able. Last I heard, it was not clear. This plan has been expressed to many who were close to Eirlys on a number of occasions, and I apologize for not making it known more formally.
We are still planning this honor to Lady Eirlys Greenmarch. Anyone who would like to attend and/or take part in the ceremony is welcome to do so. Just let me know and I will keep you in the loop and work out a plan with you.
Congruently, I would welcome anyone from the Faith who would wish to perhaps hold a joint ceremony for the woman who loved the Gods as much as the Spirits. We all fought there together and suffered terrible losses there together, why not honor such a remarkable woman together too?
Written By Khanne
Aug. 28, 2018, 1:45 p.m.(6/23/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Joscelin
It was less about "guessing" and more that... I could think of why, but didn't want to say it, or say it in the wrong manner, because....
Well, I don't want a hammer thrown at me if I say the wrong thing or in the wrong way.
Pregnant women can be very scary.
Not that you are! I mean, you are lovely! Positively radiant and gorgeous! And totally not scary!!!
Unless you want to be scary.... then you are downright frightening....
Anyway, see what I mean?
Well, I don't want a hammer thrown at me if I say the wrong thing or in the wrong way.
Pregnant women can be very scary.
Not that you are! I mean, you are lovely! Positively radiant and gorgeous! And totally not scary!!!
Unless you want to be scary.... then you are downright frightening....
Anyway, see what I mean?
Written By Khanne
Aug. 28, 2018, 9:26 a.m.(6/23/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Joscelin
I have a guess or two why you are obsessed with food......
But, Lottie's pies (and bars and cookies and cakes and candies and chews and every damn thing she makes) are so BEYOND good that I think many people might be obsessed with them for good reason that has absolutely nothing to do with eating for two....
I know I am. Obsessed that is.
But, Lottie's pies (and bars and cookies and cakes and candies and chews and every damn thing she makes) are so BEYOND good that I think many people might be obsessed with them for good reason that has absolutely nothing to do with eating for two....
I know I am. Obsessed that is.
Written By Khanne
Aug. 20, 2018, 10:02 a.m.(6/6/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Valerio
He lived as a hero, and he died a hero.
I am torn apart by the loss of Valerio. He was one of the people held in my heart... and there he will always remain. There are few who know the depths of me, beyond what the public sees. Few who I have truly confided in with complete trust.
He was one of the few.
He was solely unique.
I am beyond blessed to have had him in my life for the short time frame that he was. Short, I say, though it was nearly two years since the day I met him at the Northernlude celebration. I remember speaking of whiskey and brandy, and which was better, and planning to meet and discuss business opportunities at a later date. He was remarkably charming with a smile that stood out far more than his scars.
Two years. It is, as they say, a drop in the bucket of time, and we experienced much together with the minutes we were given. I will always, always fondly remember the sketch I drew for you and your reaction to it, and how you rode the Marquis Kael (then Count Kael) so magnificently at the party Reigna threw for me. I could only watch in awe and lose the race due to my distraction (I will always blame the distraction). I have Champ, still... remember him? You let me keep him after we won, with Cambria's assistance, at Kael's Birthday party. I watch him play in the grass as I write this.
I will never forget how you surprised me at my birthday party by not wearing your armor. The first time I ever saw you without it. That sight and the smile you wore with that gorgeous aeterna outfit, I will forever cherish.
You saved, as Marian said, the Voice of Redrain, the Sword of Halfshav, my brother. I had asked you before you left... three things. Return safe. Try to make sure my brother returned safe. Find and save Venteri. I tasked him with the same... Return safe. Try to make sure Valerio returned safe. Find and save Venteri. I cannot thank you enough, ever, for your sacrifice to see my brother home. A part of me is heavy with self blame for asking you to look after him... but the truth is, I know.... you would have done it anyway. You'd have put your life before someone elses, anyone elses, if it meant saving another, if you had the opportunity. That.... is what makes you a hero. I know too that had he been able to stop you, to save you instead, my brother would likely be the person I mourn today... because that is the kind of man he is too. That is the hero he is too.
I find relief from the pain in my heart knowing you are once again with your beloved Mirabel. Yours was a love so deep and true it withstood the test of time and the separation of the Wheel. Knowing she was there, in the end, to welcome you eases my mind and soul. I hope to see you one day again, when I am called back, perhaps (Spirits allow me to remain for some time yet. I am not finished.) or in another form. Perhaps I will recognize your soul with my own, and be able to smile once more upon one of my dearest.
Until next time, Valerio..... it's time to set aside your armor. You wore it well.
I am torn apart by the loss of Valerio. He was one of the people held in my heart... and there he will always remain. There are few who know the depths of me, beyond what the public sees. Few who I have truly confided in with complete trust.
He was one of the few.
He was solely unique.
I am beyond blessed to have had him in my life for the short time frame that he was. Short, I say, though it was nearly two years since the day I met him at the Northernlude celebration. I remember speaking of whiskey and brandy, and which was better, and planning to meet and discuss business opportunities at a later date. He was remarkably charming with a smile that stood out far more than his scars.
Two years. It is, as they say, a drop in the bucket of time, and we experienced much together with the minutes we were given. I will always, always fondly remember the sketch I drew for you and your reaction to it, and how you rode the Marquis Kael (then Count Kael) so magnificently at the party Reigna threw for me. I could only watch in awe and lose the race due to my distraction (I will always blame the distraction). I have Champ, still... remember him? You let me keep him after we won, with Cambria's assistance, at Kael's Birthday party. I watch him play in the grass as I write this.
I will never forget how you surprised me at my birthday party by not wearing your armor. The first time I ever saw you without it. That sight and the smile you wore with that gorgeous aeterna outfit, I will forever cherish.
You saved, as Marian said, the Voice of Redrain, the Sword of Halfshav, my brother. I had asked you before you left... three things. Return safe. Try to make sure my brother returned safe. Find and save Venteri. I tasked him with the same... Return safe. Try to make sure Valerio returned safe. Find and save Venteri. I cannot thank you enough, ever, for your sacrifice to see my brother home. A part of me is heavy with self blame for asking you to look after him... but the truth is, I know.... you would have done it anyway. You'd have put your life before someone elses, anyone elses, if it meant saving another, if you had the opportunity. That.... is what makes you a hero. I know too that had he been able to stop you, to save you instead, my brother would likely be the person I mourn today... because that is the kind of man he is too. That is the hero he is too.
I find relief from the pain in my heart knowing you are once again with your beloved Mirabel. Yours was a love so deep and true it withstood the test of time and the separation of the Wheel. Knowing she was there, in the end, to welcome you eases my mind and soul. I hope to see you one day again, when I am called back, perhaps (Spirits allow me to remain for some time yet. I am not finished.) or in another form. Perhaps I will recognize your soul with my own, and be able to smile once more upon one of my dearest.
Until next time, Valerio..... it's time to set aside your armor. You wore it well.
Written By Khanne
Aug. 19, 2018, 5:30 p.m.(6/5/1009 AR)
So many trips taking place. I've a couple of my own... one north, to my home lands. I will stop to visit with Percephon, but will not have much time with him before I have to return. Not nearly enough time, considering... The other trip has me immensely... excited isn't the right word... but I haven't figured out what the right word is yet. However, one trip at a time...
But it is another trip that was written about here earlier that is foremost on my mind right at the moment. Victus mentioned it. I will worry, and my thoughts will be with everyone on that ship until I hear about their safe return. I know their mission, and it is one of import to me... close to my heart. But also... that ship will carry many people I care about; my brother, one of my closest friends, others who are like family, and others who are friends. I have such a knot in my stomach... I do not like this feeling.
They will be on my mind, even as I trek northward. I will pray for their success, and their safe return... all of them.
But it is another trip that was written about here earlier that is foremost on my mind right at the moment. Victus mentioned it. I will worry, and my thoughts will be with everyone on that ship until I hear about their safe return. I know their mission, and it is one of import to me... close to my heart. But also... that ship will carry many people I care about; my brother, one of my closest friends, others who are like family, and others who are friends. I have such a knot in my stomach... I do not like this feeling.
They will be on my mind, even as I trek northward. I will pray for their success, and their safe return... all of them.
Written By Khanne
Aug. 13, 2018, 9:41 a.m.(5/21/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Riagnon
It was nice getting to know him a little better, lovely little conversation I none of my favorite places. Now, if I can just meet his sister....
As for snacks? Well, Lottie's is my favorite, but, I might be biased. The chef for the Keatons, Marie, is another favorite. I have heard there is a shop owned and operated by someone named Candace that is lovely. I believe someone sent me a treat from there once.... And of course, apricot pastries are the best and ultimate treat. Or anything with apricots in... I am partial to them, fresh or dried, mmmmmm, MM! On occasion I enjoy chocolate, but, give me nuts, fruits, cheeses, and breads and really... I wouldn't need anything else... well, I would need whiskey, and tea, but food wise.... I would be happy.
I once ate candied rose petals out of politeness to the hostess. I would not recommend those, personally. Not the worst thing I have eaten, but... it was like tasting the air after someone sprayed perfume. About as filling too. But, I suppose we all have our preferences, yeah?
As for snacks? Well, Lottie's is my favorite, but, I might be biased. The chef for the Keatons, Marie, is another favorite. I have heard there is a shop owned and operated by someone named Candace that is lovely. I believe someone sent me a treat from there once.... And of course, apricot pastries are the best and ultimate treat. Or anything with apricots in... I am partial to them, fresh or dried, mmmmmm, MM! On occasion I enjoy chocolate, but, give me nuts, fruits, cheeses, and breads and really... I wouldn't need anything else... well, I would need whiskey, and tea, but food wise.... I would be happy.
I once ate candied rose petals out of politeness to the hostess. I would not recommend those, personally. Not the worst thing I have eaten, but... it was like tasting the air after someone sprayed perfume. About as filling too. But, I suppose we all have our preferences, yeah?
Written By Khanne
Aug. 12, 2018, 7:33 p.m.(5/19/1009 AR)
I disagree with Lady Zoey, and anyone else that says nothing is perfect. I agree with... I believe it was a woman named Yasmine who spoke of perfection in the moments.
We are granted in our lives many moments of perfection. No matter who we are, what status we hold, we are blessed with these moments... We just have to see them for what they are.
The way the mist rises with the morning sunlight in the foothills of the mountains in the north on a spring morning. When all is still and quiet and the only sound is that of the wind breezing through the trees and the call of birds and steps of small animals in the fields and wood. There is perfection in this moment of serenity, if one just pauses to breathe it in.
A stolen moment in a busy day spent in the arms of a lover; dancing under the stars, walking in the sun, embracing behind a stack of books, or any number of things two people do with each other that might not be suitable for mentioning in the whites.
The first note played upon an instrument that rises pure and in perfect pitch... even if that instrument is a singer's voice. The first stroke of a painter's brush upon a blank canvas, line of ink drawn upon the parchment of a sketch artist, the first perfect ending to the first novel written and published by your hand, the first gorgeous gown made by your hands, set to display in your first shop on your first day of opening... all things that belong to you (general you) as an individual, that is all yours, and is perfect.
That flutter in your heart you get, the smile that comes to you naturally when you read words written to you, for your eyes only, from the quill of that person you love... whether they be near or far. Especially perfect when they come at an otherwise imperfect time... For that split moment, there is perfection.
Yasmine's example of perfection is a beautiful one as well, and brings to mind seeing my own beloved friend, Reigna, with her children... or another beloved and beautiful friend's smile when she speaks of the man she finds perfect for her.. Or the excitement of joy upon another friend's face, who so often is prone to matters serious when we speak of shared interests and discoveries. A letter from a pen pal that describes to me their own perfect moments... all examples of being able to share in, even briefly, the beauty of another's perfect moments.
I could go on, but perhaps I have been verbose enough for this evening in the whites. I simply find it so important to cherish and treasure the perfect moments, fleeting and lingering, in our lives.... especially with so much around us that is far from perfect to balance it all out.
We are granted in our lives many moments of perfection. No matter who we are, what status we hold, we are blessed with these moments... We just have to see them for what they are.
The way the mist rises with the morning sunlight in the foothills of the mountains in the north on a spring morning. When all is still and quiet and the only sound is that of the wind breezing through the trees and the call of birds and steps of small animals in the fields and wood. There is perfection in this moment of serenity, if one just pauses to breathe it in.
A stolen moment in a busy day spent in the arms of a lover; dancing under the stars, walking in the sun, embracing behind a stack of books, or any number of things two people do with each other that might not be suitable for mentioning in the whites.
The first note played upon an instrument that rises pure and in perfect pitch... even if that instrument is a singer's voice. The first stroke of a painter's brush upon a blank canvas, line of ink drawn upon the parchment of a sketch artist, the first perfect ending to the first novel written and published by your hand, the first gorgeous gown made by your hands, set to display in your first shop on your first day of opening... all things that belong to you (general you) as an individual, that is all yours, and is perfect.
That flutter in your heart you get, the smile that comes to you naturally when you read words written to you, for your eyes only, from the quill of that person you love... whether they be near or far. Especially perfect when they come at an otherwise imperfect time... For that split moment, there is perfection.
Yasmine's example of perfection is a beautiful one as well, and brings to mind seeing my own beloved friend, Reigna, with her children... or another beloved and beautiful friend's smile when she speaks of the man she finds perfect for her.. Or the excitement of joy upon another friend's face, who so often is prone to matters serious when we speak of shared interests and discoveries. A letter from a pen pal that describes to me their own perfect moments... all examples of being able to share in, even briefly, the beauty of another's perfect moments.
I could go on, but perhaps I have been verbose enough for this evening in the whites. I simply find it so important to cherish and treasure the perfect moments, fleeting and lingering, in our lives.... especially with so much around us that is far from perfect to balance it all out.
Written By Khanne
Aug. 12, 2018, 7:05 p.m.(5/19/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Arik
Yes, but.....
Which of us would you save?
Which of us would you save?
Written By Khanne
Aug. 6, 2018, 10:45 a.m.(5/2/1009 AR)
Wedding bells are in the air all around. Echoes of courtships and marriages 'ring' through the journals and proclamations. It's that time of year, I suppose.
It is Spring.
Spring that will forever bring a smile to my face. Spring of a year ago that saw me wed myself. Though Percephon has stayed behind in Whitehold to handle some business matters, so, unless he sneaks back to Arx for a visit, our celebration will likely be through correspondence alone. Unfortunate. We were hoping to hold the delayed Reception turned first-year anniversary party.... I couldn't possibly hold it without him, could I? I mean, he'd be there in spirit... I could hire Oswyn maybe, to write up an account of the festivities to send to him. No... no, that just won't do. I will just have to wait until he returns.
Hurry home, my scholarly love. My rabbit.
Anyway... back to Spring (sorry for the tangent. I miss him, what can I say?) It is a beautiful time of year that fills the world with color and smiles. The leaves on trees begin to bud and early blooms make their way through the cold soil to blossom in a burst of color. Even the Spirits dance in celebration! Spring is, as we see in all the news recently, a time for love and alliances made. It is a time of renewal and joy. I know what it brings to me... but, I ask of you all, what does Spring mean to you?
It is Spring.
Spring that will forever bring a smile to my face. Spring of a year ago that saw me wed myself. Though Percephon has stayed behind in Whitehold to handle some business matters, so, unless he sneaks back to Arx for a visit, our celebration will likely be through correspondence alone. Unfortunate. We were hoping to hold the delayed Reception turned first-year anniversary party.... I couldn't possibly hold it without him, could I? I mean, he'd be there in spirit... I could hire Oswyn maybe, to write up an account of the festivities to send to him. No... no, that just won't do. I will just have to wait until he returns.
Hurry home, my scholarly love. My rabbit.
Anyway... back to Spring (sorry for the tangent. I miss him, what can I say?) It is a beautiful time of year that fills the world with color and smiles. The leaves on trees begin to bud and early blooms make their way through the cold soil to blossom in a burst of color. Even the Spirits dance in celebration! Spring is, as we see in all the news recently, a time for love and alliances made. It is a time of renewal and joy. I know what it brings to me... but, I ask of you all, what does Spring mean to you?
Written By Khanne
Aug. 6, 2018, 10:34 a.m.(5/2/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Ida
I was pleasantly surprised as I was perusing the stack of journals brought to me, to see Ida mention that she was to be wed. I do not know her as well as others, but... I know this:
Ida is one of the most talented people in all of Arx. She is also one of the kindest and most generous. She absolutely deserves all the happiness in the world, and if this man brings it to her, I am beyond thrilled for her.
Congratulations on your happiness, Ida. And Gerard, whoever you are... you have won the hand of an amazing woman. I hope you know how fortunate you are... and how much you will suffer at the hands of others if you ever hurt her (as has already been mentioned in the whites).
Ida is one of the most talented people in all of Arx. She is also one of the kindest and most generous. She absolutely deserves all the happiness in the world, and if this man brings it to her, I am beyond thrilled for her.
Congratulations on your happiness, Ida. And Gerard, whoever you are... you have won the hand of an amazing woman. I hope you know how fortunate you are... and how much you will suffer at the hands of others if you ever hurt her (as has already been mentioned in the whites).
Written By Khanne
Aug. 5, 2018, 11:50 p.m.(5/1/1009 AR)
Like a good northern whiskey, I am like a strong drink. So someone has said.
I could hardly disagree.
I could hardly disagree.
Written By Khanne
July 24, 2018, 10:19 p.m.(4/5/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Lottie
Lottie! Lottie! Lottie!
My new protege! I am so excited! I am going to get SO FAT! I want to plan an event, just to show off your baking acumen! Maybe I could even get Magpie to make me a table for it!
My new protege! I am so excited! I am going to get SO FAT! I want to plan an event, just to show off your baking acumen! Maybe I could even get Magpie to make me a table for it!
Written By Khanne
July 23, 2018, 10:54 a.m.(4/2/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Darren
That is a serious threat. Have you seen his table manners? Better yet... have you -heard- his table manners? Simply atrocious. I feel deep pity for any woman who accepts a dinner date with my brother. I might also question their sanity after recent occurrences.
But of course, a little performance art will never be a match to a couple of raucous rabbits.
But that is a different tangent.
If Darren threatens this upon anyone, please, I do beseech you to consider your options carefully. It will likely be in your best interest to simply do as the High Lord requests and save yourself this experience.
But of course, a little performance art will never be a match to a couple of raucous rabbits.
But that is a different tangent.
If Darren threatens this upon anyone, please, I do beseech you to consider your options carefully. It will likely be in your best interest to simply do as the High Lord requests and save yourself this experience.
Written By Khanne
July 20, 2018, 12:30 p.m.(3/22/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Fredrik
You also weren't the first to say congratulations! But, perhaps you can accept the title of "First to say congratulations to Violet today".
*The scholar notes Khanne wore a bright smile as she dropped off this entry.
*The scholar notes Khanne wore a bright smile as she dropped off this entry.
Written By Khanne
July 20, 2018, 11:46 a.m.(3/22/1009 AR)
Bunnies are always in.
Like rabbits.
Just saying.
Like rabbits.
Just saying.
Written By Khanne
July 15, 2018, 9:55 p.m.(3/13/1009 AR)
Relationship note on: The Keatons
I was filled with so much joy at the Assembly of Peers today. Never, ever before have I felt such joy at one of these gatherings. Count Kael and Countess Reigna stood before us all, and with a LOUD AND RAUCOUS chorus of Ayes, the Keaton lands have advanced from a county to a March. Congratulations to Marquis Kael Keaton and his wife, Marquessa Reigna Keaton! I could not be happier! Not only for them, but for all of the Keatons! Your house is a hard working and devoted one, and I am proud to be not only an ally, but to able to count so many of you as my good friends as well.
I should be commended for not running up and hugging them both after it was official. I wanted to. I so wanted to.
Congratulations!
I was filled with so much joy at the Assembly of Peers today. Never, ever before have I felt such joy at one of these gatherings. Count Kael and Countess Reigna stood before us all, and with a LOUD AND RAUCOUS chorus of Ayes, the Keaton lands have advanced from a county to a March. Congratulations to Marquis Kael Keaton and his wife, Marquessa Reigna Keaton! I could not be happier! Not only for them, but for all of the Keatons! Your house is a hard working and devoted one, and I am proud to be not only an ally, but to able to count so many of you as my good friends as well.
I should be commended for not running up and hugging them both after it was official. I wanted to. I so wanted to.
Congratulations!
Written By Khanne
July 15, 2018, 9:49 p.m.(3/13/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Violet
Oh goodness! Congratulations, Violet!!! And Thorley (whose writing caught my attention so much that I was able to catch the news)!!!
Written By Khanne
July 15, 2018, 11:56 a.m.(3/12/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Percephon
Recently, my husband wrote in his journal about a certain gown he had gifted to me.
He wrote: "Much like marriage, Dame, the waiting was worth it."
I've already written about Morrighan's beautiful work (the gown is to die for), but this.... this is about my husband.
The waiting was so worth it.
There was a series of moments to wait through... and some times, I thought I might be driven mad for the waiting. Sometimes, I found myself counting the days, which is completely unlike me, truly. But everything, every single moment; from highs to lows and back up, those bits of impatience born from eagerness, the quiet times when I was wanting to shout about love and happiness.... every single moment - worth it.
I cannot believe in just a couple months it will be a full year already! We've been so busy, we never even held the reception Reigna was so anticipating... I suppose an anniversary party will be in order. A whole year of being your Lady-wife. I truly am the luckiest woman in the entire world to be married to the absolute best husband all around.
I could say, I can't wait until we are celebrating our fifth, tenth, twentieth anniversaries and beyond! But.... I know....
It will be worth the wait.
Always.
He wrote: "Much like marriage, Dame, the waiting was worth it."
I've already written about Morrighan's beautiful work (the gown is to die for), but this.... this is about my husband.
The waiting was so worth it.
There was a series of moments to wait through... and some times, I thought I might be driven mad for the waiting. Sometimes, I found myself counting the days, which is completely unlike me, truly. But everything, every single moment; from highs to lows and back up, those bits of impatience born from eagerness, the quiet times when I was wanting to shout about love and happiness.... every single moment - worth it.
I cannot believe in just a couple months it will be a full year already! We've been so busy, we never even held the reception Reigna was so anticipating... I suppose an anniversary party will be in order. A whole year of being your Lady-wife. I truly am the luckiest woman in the entire world to be married to the absolute best husband all around.
I could say, I can't wait until we are celebrating our fifth, tenth, twentieth anniversaries and beyond! But.... I know....
It will be worth the wait.
Always.
Written By Khanne
July 15, 2018, 11:12 a.m.(3/12/1009 AR)
Relationship Note on Morrighan
My husband is correct! I love the amazing gown he recently gifted to me! (Complete with cloak and slippers.) It is silk, yes. I happen to LOVE silk, truly. Most of my gowns are just that. I know I am -just- a shaman, -just- one of those northerners and who are we to speak of fashion? A fashionista, I may not be... but... I have a wardrobe that many are green with envy over, and yes, many outfits made by the amazing Dame Morrighan. The truth of the matter is, I would wear a gown of BURLAP if it was made by her. For she has the talent to turn anything into an absolute work of art. Whereas.... I could take a piece of the finest fireweave and turn it into something you wouldn't even let your animal companion wear.
The art and the beauty is not in the material, but in the craftsmanship. And if it is made by Morrighan? You can bet the garment is one of the absolute finest in the lands!
The art and the beauty is not in the material, but in the craftsmanship. And if it is made by Morrighan? You can bet the garment is one of the absolute finest in the lands!
Written By Khanne
July 8, 2018, 11:43 p.m.(2/27/1009 AR)
I happen to be a lucky woman whose husband writes the most beautiful letters to. We do that still, exchange letters, little thoughts of one another when our duties keep us apart; even if it is only a few hours. Sometimes, we are struck with inspiration and have to share our thoughts with one another right at that moment.
He also gives the most amazing compliments (and gifts).
I often tell him how lucky I am. I often tell others how lucky I am... here and now, I am telling anyone who happens to flit through my journal:
It's been an amazing year, Percephon. I am proud, lucky, and madly in love.
Always.
(oh... and, he is the best rabbit a rabbit could ask for)
He also gives the most amazing compliments (and gifts).
I often tell him how lucky I am. I often tell others how lucky I am... here and now, I am telling anyone who happens to flit through my journal:
It's been an amazing year, Percephon. I am proud, lucky, and madly in love.
Always.
(oh... and, he is the best rabbit a rabbit could ask for)
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