Written By Tesha
Sept. 27, 2019, 11:12 p.m.(12/1/1011 AR)
Written By Elisha
Sept. 27, 2019, 10:34 p.m.(12/1/1011 AR)
that life is possible without death,
like mountains that rise to such a height
that they form no valleys.
Into this landscape, the old stories claim,
the first children of the Dream bore themselves
before even the gods breathed:
the First Children of Now and the First Children of Always.
The dragons soared the heavens,
and with slitted eyes observed the Dream spread beneath them,
among the silver streams and stands of moss-draped oak.
And yet, despite the keenness of their sight,
they grew dull with pride and power and
the dreary masturbation of magic.
The sirens surged within the seas,
and their autumn voices sang the fullness of the Dream,
past and present and future, so that even
the first among them knew,
at the moment of her birth,
that Choice and Death
would one day drive her sisters
mad with glory and chaos and beauty.
In dreaming the future, she conceived the future.
She is the mother of Choice and Death,
and the answer to the dragons' lonely weeping rage,
or so the old stories claim.
(Amid the roaring braggadocio of skylords, hear the silence of skyladies. The dragons abandoned their mates, the sirens, for magic and power and pride. A betrayal transformed them into monsters, but no betrayal is final: one day the dragons will shed their pride like snakeskin and surrender to the hopeless, helpless songs of their anguished lovers. Every valley shelters beneath a peak.)
Written By Sebastian
Sept. 27, 2019, 9:33 p.m.(12/1/1011 AR)
It's just the way of things.
As a prize reward of her own, Monique was allowed to name her. Intruder, or Trudy for short.
Written By Ida
Sept. 27, 2019, 6:09 p.m.(12/1/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Teagan
I have thought about the Faith, with the capital, a lot lately. Having spent time with the Templars a couple of times over the last several months has given me an insight I didn't really have before. Ah, but to become Godsworn won't ever be a path for me, not after having been knighted by Prince Edain for my services to House Valardin. As well, I hope I honor all the Gods properly, but my devotion to Jayus and my love of crafting is hardly a secret.
I suspect it is sincerely by the grace of all the Gods (and no small amount of luck) that I am still breathing and able to write this. Knowing that, I think I would take such a risk again if asked because it is important to do so. It is important to have faith.
Written By Elrych
Sept. 27, 2019, 4:39 p.m.(12/1/1011 AR)
Written By Elrych
Sept. 27, 2019, 4:31 p.m.(12/1/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Demura
Written By Elrych
Sept. 27, 2019, 4:27 p.m.(12/1/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Alarie
Written By Elrych
Sept. 27, 2019, 4:18 p.m.(12/1/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Eirlys
Written By Amari
Sept. 27, 2019, 3:23 p.m.(11/28/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Shae
Written By Elloise
Sept. 27, 2019, 1:13 p.m.(11/28/1011 AR)
Written By Elisha
Sept. 27, 2019, 11:47 a.m.(11/28/1011 AR)
Consequently, two forms of religion exist in the Lowers.
The city's gods, according to some people, live in the depths, in the black lake that feeds the underground streams. However, according to others, the gods live in the buckets that rise, suspended from cables, as they appear over the edge of the wells, in the revolving pulleys, in the windlasses and the pump handles, in the blades of the windmills that draw the water up from the drillings, in the trestles that support the twisting probes, in the reservoirs perched on stilts over the roofs, in the slender arches of the aqueducts, in all the columns of water, the vertical pipes, the curved joints, the grates and drains, all the way up to the weathercocks that surmount the airy scaffoldings of the cathedral,
a city that moves entirely upward
and exhales finally
into the dream
of the shav'arxani.
Written By Sabella
Sept. 27, 2019, 11:05 a.m.(11/28/1011 AR)
I should likely stop eating so many sweets before dinner.
Written By Maja
Sept. 27, 2019, 2:52 a.m.(11/27/1011 AR)
I promise that my reign will be gracious and just.
Written By Teagan
Sept. 27, 2019, 1:42 a.m.(11/27/1011 AR)
I wonder if I know anyone who might have one of those creatures who might be about to have pups or kits or whatever they might be called soon.
Written By Dante
Sept. 26, 2019, 9:25 p.m.(11/27/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Arcadia
Written By Alarissa
Sept. 26, 2019, 7:19 p.m.(11/27/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
But sometimes it takes his looming presence sensed between the slivers of lucidity while fevers come and go and a copy of a white brought to me to realize that the moments when he lays his hand on my shoulder, is no different than man and wife pressing a kiss to lips. Donrai didn't raise him to show no affection. He just taught him how to show it differently.
I would kill a shark for him as well.
Written By Teagan
Sept. 26, 2019, 5:31 p.m.(11/27/1011 AR)
I think my error is not in a lack of Faith, but in a lack of faith. I hold everything close to the chest. I rely only on my own two hands and my own two feet. While I did witness Sir Preston's Faith in Gloria and it was great, what I saw more was what it means to have faith in people.
I could serve to learn more of that.
Written By Teagan
Sept. 26, 2019, 5:28 p.m.(11/27/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Ida
It's a faith that I respect and one that I could do to learn from.
Written By Amund
Sept. 26, 2019, 5:16 p.m.(11/27/1011 AR)
I will never forget my journey deep into the Telmarch's and the Bonespire's lands, to right ancient wrongs.
It taught me so much, and I am humbled. Both for seeing that all of my comrades were alive, and for the hard but unforgettable lessons learned with pain.
Written By Niklas
Sept. 26, 2019, 4:12 p.m.(11/27/1011 AR)
For those friends who sent messages, I am perfectly fine. For those friends who did not, how dare you?
This is up to people other than myself to resolve. I will keep my opinions to myself until the situation is handled, except to say that I thank the gods every day that I am not Marquis Regent of Stormward.
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