Written By Miranda
March 23, 2019, 11:27 p.m.(10/17/1010 AR)
I feel like I ought to write something very profound if I could just figure out what it is...
Alas, I'm stuck with writing reports and settling for that...
For now
Alas, I'm stuck with writing reports and settling for that...
For now
Written By Miranda
March 21, 2019, 3:21 p.m.(10/12/1010 AR)
Bards are great.
'Nuf said.
'Nuf said.
Written By Miranda
March 21, 2019, 3:20 p.m.(10/12/1010 AR)
I see all these actions of Houses acting against other Houses and attacking refugees.
All I keep thinking is, 'there is a big threat on the horizon and while that is waiting to attack, our 3 emissaries watch us attack ourselves.'
We need to stay together and not fall apart. Do not fall into the temptation of fear.
All I keep thinking is, 'there is a big threat on the horizon and while that is waiting to attack, our 3 emissaries watch us attack ourselves.'
We need to stay together and not fall apart. Do not fall into the temptation of fear.
Written By Miranda
March 13, 2019, 4:26 p.m.(9/24/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Kincade
Riding a horse with you is very exciting!
You are a delightful surprise!
You are a delightful surprise!
Written By Miranda
March 11, 2019, 10:33 a.m.(9/19/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Domonico
The wedding of the beautiful Lady Aahana Volkov, now Malvici, to my second-cousin and best friend, Commodore Domonico Malvici was lovely.
The reception was a lot of fun with dancing and drink, good food and great company.
I am truly happy for them both and am glad to consider Malvici family!
Congratulations to the newlyweds on their union!
I especially adored watching Domonico's chin hit the floor when he announced his wife... her entrance was spectacular, nothing short of breath-taking, and caught her new groom quite off guard. We'll be talking about it for months, at least!
The reception was a lot of fun with dancing and drink, good food and great company.
I am truly happy for them both and am glad to consider Malvici family!
Congratulations to the newlyweds on their union!
I especially adored watching Domonico's chin hit the floor when he announced his wife... her entrance was spectacular, nothing short of breath-taking, and caught her new groom quite off guard. We'll be talking about it for months, at least!
Written By Miranda
March 11, 2019, 10:30 a.m.(9/19/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Thea
Lady Thea Malvici, you are priceless!
As my second-cousin and youngest of the siblings, you have every right to tease Commodore Domonico in any way you see fit.
Just know I approve!
"Mean brother"
Yes! I am forever going to remind him of how he was always, and might still be, the 'mean' one!
As my second-cousin and youngest of the siblings, you have every right to tease Commodore Domonico in any way you see fit.
Just know I approve!
"Mean brother"
Yes! I am forever going to remind him of how he was always, and might still be, the 'mean' one!
Written By Miranda
March 7, 2019, 9:43 a.m.(9/11/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Kincade
My first trip to the Observatory was not its grand opening but a few days before.
I happened upon it and met a man who has a passion for the stars.
Kincade, I look up now and can spot the horse in the sky. Thank you!
I happened upon it and met a man who has a passion for the stars.
Kincade, I look up now and can spot the horse in the sky. Thank you!
Written By Miranda
March 4, 2019, 6:36 p.m.(9/6/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Domonico
It's that moment when...
... you realize the lengths someone will go to for you...
... you realize the depth of their caring for you...
... you realize the impossible is possible...
... you realize you feel utterly inadequate to express your appreciation...
... even when the reason why it even came up turned out to be a prank...
All my love. It's hardly enough, but it'll have to do. Thank you.
... you realize the lengths someone will go to for you...
... you realize the depth of their caring for you...
... you realize the impossible is possible...
... you realize you feel utterly inadequate to express your appreciation...
... even when the reason why it even came up turned out to be a prank...
All my love. It's hardly enough, but it'll have to do. Thank you.
Written By Miranda
March 4, 2019, 6:33 p.m.(9/6/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Dariel
We will always have Domonico's room...
And the prank...
Most fun I've had in... forever!
And the prank...
Most fun I've had in... forever!
Written By Miranda
March 2, 2019, 5:10 p.m.(9/2/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Domonico
Cousin, what're you afraid of?
If you don't show up, your betrothed will hunt you and give you a piece of her mind! Sharp weapons may be involved.
...
Hey, I kinda wanna see that...
If you don't show up, your betrothed will hunt you and give you a piece of her mind! Sharp weapons may be involved.
...
Hey, I kinda wanna see that...
Written By Miranda
March 2, 2019, 5:09 p.m.(9/2/1010 AR)
I went to a Night of Linguistics and found myself feeling out of sorts.
Big crowds of people have always made me feel uneasy. I feel lost, unsure of where to sit or stand, and what to talk about.
Even that night, when I knew multiple people, I felt at a loss.
This is also what happens when I arrive late and am sure I missed some sort of instruction.
I definitely need to find some way to master this inability of mine to be comfortable in large crowds.
Big crowds of people have always made me feel uneasy. I feel lost, unsure of where to sit or stand, and what to talk about.
Even that night, when I knew multiple people, I felt at a loss.
This is also what happens when I arrive late and am sure I missed some sort of instruction.
I definitely need to find some way to master this inability of mine to be comfortable in large crowds.
Written By Miranda
Feb. 26, 2019, 1:25 p.m.(8/22/1010 AR)
It is summertime and it is often times hot, unbearably hot, and stifling hot.
I'm from the South, from the Lyceum States, where humidity and heat come hand in hand and where we pretty much are used to it.
But, last year, I experienced my first winter's snow. And I don't mean that I've never been North or anywhere that had snow, but I've never before called a place where it snowed 'Home'.
Arx is Home.
Gemecitta is Home.
Arx has snow. And in the depths of this heat, I miss the cooling rains of Spring and the wonders of snow in Winter.
I am not complaining. Soon enough, summer will be over and Fall and Winter will come. Everyone will complain about the weather again.
No one's ever really happy with it, after all.
But I'm eager for a snowball fight today and am counting down the weeks until the first snow falls once more.
I'm from the South, from the Lyceum States, where humidity and heat come hand in hand and where we pretty much are used to it.
But, last year, I experienced my first winter's snow. And I don't mean that I've never been North or anywhere that had snow, but I've never before called a place where it snowed 'Home'.
Arx is Home.
Gemecitta is Home.
Arx has snow. And in the depths of this heat, I miss the cooling rains of Spring and the wonders of snow in Winter.
I am not complaining. Soon enough, summer will be over and Fall and Winter will come. Everyone will complain about the weather again.
No one's ever really happy with it, after all.
But I'm eager for a snowball fight today and am counting down the weeks until the first snow falls once more.
Written By Miranda
Feb. 21, 2019, 8:12 a.m.(8/11/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Irisa
It's amazing the folks you can meet by hanging around in a treehouse!
It's a promising start to a great relationship!
It's a promising start to a great relationship!
Written By Miranda
Feb. 19, 2019, 9:29 a.m.(8/7/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Monique
Most intriguing and unique of poems!
You make us laugh and think!
It might be horrible (it kinda was)
But it's entertaining!
You make us laugh and think!
It might be horrible (it kinda was)
But it's entertaining!
Written By Miranda
Feb. 18, 2019, 9:16 p.m.(8/6/1010 AR)
The touch of fingers across my cheek
upon my neck a breath of air
a look into eyes so deep
into my ears your voice so fair.
Passion is not our problem
Fighting, laughing, kissing, sighing.
And upon the ocean,
we go flying.
Now, the sounds of you
are whispers on the breeze
sent to me on the salty air
a gift to me from you and the seas.
upon my neck a breath of air
a look into eyes so deep
into my ears your voice so fair.
Passion is not our problem
Fighting, laughing, kissing, sighing.
And upon the ocean,
we go flying.
Now, the sounds of you
are whispers on the breeze
sent to me on the salty air
a gift to me from you and the seas.
Written By Miranda
Feb. 15, 2019, 10:14 p.m.(8/1/1010 AR)
When bullies get what's coming to them only the prank goes too far.
I mean, seriously.
This is what duels are for.
And big brothers or sisters.
And swords.
Magic is for the experts.
I mean, seriously.
This is what duels are for.
And big brothers or sisters.
And swords.
Magic is for the experts.
Written By Miranda
Feb. 12, 2019, 7:59 p.m.(7/22/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Skye
There is nothing quite like a sea shanty to make a girl smile...
So having a celebration dinner aboard the Victorious, where we all sang and participated in making up verses on the spot?
Loved it.
"We all sang songs
Using words meritorious
Because we were sailing
On a ship called Victorious!"
This was a great idea, Baroness Blackshore!
So having a celebration dinner aboard the Victorious, where we all sang and participated in making up verses on the spot?
Loved it.
"We all sang songs
Using words meritorious
Because we were sailing
On a ship called Victorious!"
This was a great idea, Baroness Blackshore!
Written By Miranda
Feb. 12, 2019, 1:36 p.m.(7/22/1010 AR)
Grief.
It is a vicious enemy.
It lingers well beyond its time and does not let up.
It sneaks up on you when you think you've dealt with it, rearing its ugly head to overwhelm you.
People try to help. "Don't dwell on it," they say. "Don't let it change you," they say. "This isn't like you."
No. It's not.
It's grief.
It grips at you with its claws and doesn't let go.
It hides in shadows, waiting until you least expect it and then it lunges at you, tearing your sanity from you.
It rips your heart open and consumes your thoughts.
I should have... we could have... why didn't I...
The anger fades to incredible sadness, of things you can no longer do.
I miss his voice, his laughter, the annoying way he was always right.
I miss the way his arms felt around me and the gentleness he'd show when I was hurting.
I miss talking about everything. I miss fighting with him.
I miss the passion. I miss his presence. I miss the arrogance.
I miss him. I miss HIM. I. Miss. Him.
It eats at me, this grief, and makes me feel weak.
There is no comfort. Just memories that make me smile and wistful, wishing for more, even the parts I could have done without.
There is no room for others to offer consolations and criticisms.
There are days when I doubt he is gone. And there are days when it is so obvious he is that the pain is worse than a knife being twisted into a wound.
Grief. It is the bane of my existence.
Grief - it is my personal monster to face.
It is a vicious enemy.
It lingers well beyond its time and does not let up.
It sneaks up on you when you think you've dealt with it, rearing its ugly head to overwhelm you.
People try to help. "Don't dwell on it," they say. "Don't let it change you," they say. "This isn't like you."
No. It's not.
It's grief.
It grips at you with its claws and doesn't let go.
It hides in shadows, waiting until you least expect it and then it lunges at you, tearing your sanity from you.
It rips your heart open and consumes your thoughts.
I should have... we could have... why didn't I...
The anger fades to incredible sadness, of things you can no longer do.
I miss his voice, his laughter, the annoying way he was always right.
I miss the way his arms felt around me and the gentleness he'd show when I was hurting.
I miss talking about everything. I miss fighting with him.
I miss the passion. I miss his presence. I miss the arrogance.
I miss him. I miss HIM. I. Miss. Him.
It eats at me, this grief, and makes me feel weak.
There is no comfort. Just memories that make me smile and wistful, wishing for more, even the parts I could have done without.
There is no room for others to offer consolations and criticisms.
There are days when I doubt he is gone. And there are days when it is so obvious he is that the pain is worse than a knife being twisted into a wound.
Grief. It is the bane of my existence.
Grief - it is my personal monster to face.
Written By Miranda
Feb. 10, 2019, 9:16 p.m.(7/18/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Domonico
Could you? And just when had that opportunity arisen?
You could never truly take advantage like that... You are far too disciplined and honorable...
You could never truly take advantage like that... You are far too disciplined and honorable...
Written By Miranda
Feb. 6, 2019, 10:30 p.m.(7/11/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Pharamond
After reading and re-reading the ad stating that the once and former Sword Ashford is available for marriage, I found myself wondering why such might be necessary to advertise.
Truth is, I've been getting to know the Sword of Ashford Keep, and he is without a doubt exquisite husband material. If you are eligible, seriously consider this man as part of your future. He is sweet and kind and funny. He will do right by a new bride and provide delightful children whom he'll adore.
I would certainly consider him myself, but for the fact that I, too, am a Sword and my place is with my House.
This advertisement is endorsed by me and was not paid for by Ashford.
Truth is, I've been getting to know the Sword of Ashford Keep, and he is without a doubt exquisite husband material. If you are eligible, seriously consider this man as part of your future. He is sweet and kind and funny. He will do right by a new bride and provide delightful children whom he'll adore.
I would certainly consider him myself, but for the fact that I, too, am a Sword and my place is with my House.
This advertisement is endorsed by me and was not paid for by Ashford.
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