Written By Aiden
May 24, 2019, 2:22 p.m.(2/28/1011 AR)
I don't know if anyone can understand it, if they can understand me. If they can understand the distraction of a calling that seems so loud in one's head that everything else, seems insignificant. I'm simply going mad at the inaction in pursuit of it over the years. Other problems always seemed to derail me from what I should be doing. And despite the splendor that I had guided to be built, the heights we have reached, I cannot stop the endless thoughts whirling in my head and my true feeling that I need to do something, soon... now.
I need to go.
If anything came from fulfilling my marriage obligations and seeing the contributions of my presence in recent regional conflicts, it was a conclusive reminder I certainly don't belong tied to such strings and chairs and seats of power. No, my story is something else, somewhere else. My path, my story, is on the horizon. Yes. I can see the golden shimmers now. I'm coming. Wait for me.
Until I can find you, I will dream of that time when I'm sitting in the glory of Petrichor on some lonely mountain far far away from any other person, with only avian-kind for company. How I miss those days. They were so simple.
Written By Evaristo
May 24, 2019, 12:48 p.m.(2/28/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Valenzo
Do ravens go to the Queen?
Written By Evaristo
May 24, 2019, 12:44 p.m.(2/28/1011 AR)
I've certainly made some memories that will last my entire life. Some experiences that are mind blowing. Some meetings that are more etched into my mind than others.
I might be getting used to Arx and the winters. Though I am definitely looking forward to sailing south soon.
Written By Monique
May 24, 2019, 12:16 p.m.(2/28/1011 AR)
Written By Elisha
May 24, 2019, 10:34 a.m.(2/27/1011 AR)
We are not afraid to look the dead in the face.
When they return, they have a right,
as much as other things do,
to pause and refresh themselves
in our vision.
Written By Gunther
May 24, 2019, 10:01 a.m.(2/27/1011 AR)
I remember what it was like the day I came into that village we was livin' in and they told me you was dead. I balled up my fist and a threw a right cross that must laid that fella into next week or thereabouts.
Took about eight to ten folks to hold me down. I was screamin' and hollerin' to take me to you but they said they burned you onna account of the disease. Screamed until my throat was out of voice. Don't remember when my eyes dried up and I was out of them tears but it happened and then I just screamed without sound and rocked until who knows when.
Back then they could not have told me nothin' about there ever bein' any light in my life again.
All I knew was ain't no sunshine when you is gone. Ain't no warmth when you is away. I was left wonderin' where it was you gone. And if you was always gone to stay from me. Our little shack was just not no home no more. I knew. I oughtta just leave it alone. But it's hard when there was no sunshine when you is gone. Only darkness every day. (OOC Note: Bill Withers, Ain't no Sunishine)
Back then it was all darkness. I just walked out and hit that road. I just kept walkin' and movin' and carried myself from them Oathlands to Arx. Most them nights I was just hopin' some fella would cross me. I had murder in mah heart. But them Gods they didn't give me no chances to turn to that darkness. Instead they showed me what was before me was life. Life and a new light. One I could make for myself.
My dreams as late have been dark. Of being down in the deep and strugglin'. But that ain't what this life is. I'm gonna carry my own torch. A torch you passed to me with that love. And I'm gonna light up that darkness with it.
Love you baby girl,
Gunther
Written By Quintin
May 24, 2019, 9:23 a.m.(2/27/1011 AR)
I think my favourite new addition to my collection is Lady Brianna's Our Horrifying World, from which I learned if you hold a bird upside down, it cannot swallow. Most of the other facts are indeed much more horrifying. I'll never look at pigs the same way again.
Written By Thea
May 24, 2019, 8:57 a.m.(2/27/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Miranda
Written By Thea
May 24, 2019, 8:54 a.m.(2/27/1011 AR)
Written By Domonico
May 24, 2019, 6:35 a.m.(2/27/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Ishmael
Written By Martino
May 24, 2019, 2:54 a.m.(2/27/1011 AR)
They can go from being well thought of I you mind, and dedicated to a task, to one that discredits you.
Perhaps whites are best for when you are certain so that we do not see the deterioration of a relationship.
Written By Willow
May 24, 2019, 2 a.m.(2/27/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Reese
Determined and beautiful.
My soul soars when we are together,
You make me feel safe and loved.
I have never known anyone like you.
The blush of valor, shining hope.
You have been hurt so badly by those closest,
They are blinded to your radiance, undeserving of it.
I wish I could make you feel whole,
Take the sting from the scars
That the slings and arrows of life
Have left upon your heart.
You are a thundering of hooves
Shining knight on a white horse,
Unafraid to display your femininity
And yet the strongest person i know.
Written By Willow
May 24, 2019, 1:52 a.m.(2/27/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Azolla
Written By Willow
May 24, 2019, 1:51 a.m.(2/27/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Cahal
Written By Mirari
May 24, 2019, 12:59 a.m.(2/27/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Sparte
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Dear Wilhem,
Please try harder to stop Sparte Greyfallow from populating the Whites with terrible puns. I happened upon his last one by accident and felt as if I had been brained with a cooking pot. I have enclosed some incentive for you to try harder.
Yours,
Mirari Corsetina
Written By Mirari
May 24, 2019, 12:50 a.m.(2/27/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Alaric
Written By Elisha
May 23, 2019, 11:17 p.m.(2/26/1011 AR)
all the glances that
have ever fallen into her.
(Her veil hides her sorrow,
and her pulse hides her love.)
Like an actor on the boards,
she looks them over, menacing and sullen,
and curls to sleep with them. Until all at once
as if awakened
she turns her face toward you and, with a shock,
you see yourself suspended there, inside her gaze.
Written By Lucita
May 23, 2019, 9:35 p.m.(2/26/1011 AR)
Written By Harlex
May 23, 2019, 8:18 p.m.(2/26/1011 AR)
I can say that each of these had meaning, a story. For parting with them, these bits of your hardships, I'm ever obliged.
Look toward a new beginning from what has ended.
I have eleven now total, still need two more. Thirteen feels the most appropriate number for the offering.
Written By Sparte
May 23, 2019, 5:04 p.m.(2/26/1011 AR)
Wilhelm tried to stop me from saying that one. He failed.
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