Written By Bhandn
March 29, 2020, 12:09 p.m.(1/7/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Juniper
I waited to write this out of respect for those who knew her better, so that they had the right to share their recollections first. It didn't seem proper to me, otherwise. With that in mind, I share my first meeting with Sister Juniper. It is not one that some would call very noteworthy, but I care not for such opinions. They were not there.
I'd been doing work in the Boroughs, particularly with seeing to the needs of some of the institutions set up there. Supplies, in this case, for the Hospice at which Sister Juniper gave her time. I had no sooner opened the door and my mouth to announce the purpose of my visit, when I became soaking wet from the bucket of water that was being discarded. I can clearly remember the moment after I became doused, and how she quickly ushered me in so that I can towel off and get dry. We then talked over tea while my shirt finished drying by the fire.
Regretfully, I can't recall the entire conversation; I've never been one to write down everything I do, unless it seemed of considerable import, most of which have been reports. Despite that, I can remember that the discussion was amicable and that I promised tea and the ingredients for making a fine stew. I can't remember words, but I can remember the supplies clearly. My father would have said that's because a merchant must always remember their clientele's needs, and perhaps there's more than a grain of truth to that. I hope that she and those in her care enjoyed the meals.
I'd been doing work in the Boroughs, particularly with seeing to the needs of some of the institutions set up there. Supplies, in this case, for the Hospice at which Sister Juniper gave her time. I had no sooner opened the door and my mouth to announce the purpose of my visit, when I became soaking wet from the bucket of water that was being discarded. I can clearly remember the moment after I became doused, and how she quickly ushered me in so that I can towel off and get dry. We then talked over tea while my shirt finished drying by the fire.
Regretfully, I can't recall the entire conversation; I've never been one to write down everything I do, unless it seemed of considerable import, most of which have been reports. Despite that, I can remember that the discussion was amicable and that I promised tea and the ingredients for making a fine stew. I can't remember words, but I can remember the supplies clearly. My father would have said that's because a merchant must always remember their clientele's needs, and perhaps there's more than a grain of truth to that. I hope that she and those in her care enjoyed the meals.
Written By Marian
March 28, 2020, 3:35 p.m.(1/6/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Juniper
I only recently learned of your passing. My heart aches for the fine diplomat that once stepped in to mitigate a dispute that I myself could not solve on my own. We drifted apart once your took your vows. I blame myself as much as our own busy schedules. I just took for granted that you would always be there to offer me sage advice.
Written By Gianna
March 24, 2020, 3:27 p.m.(12/26/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Juniper
I liked Sister Juniper Godsworn. I remember meeting her when she joined the Whispers. We came from similar backgrounds, the two of us: very little to our names. Joining the Whispers brought us up in society, and we both used that status. But we used it to different means, and our paths diverged.
Juniper used her status as a Whisper to mend relationships, to work as a diplomat. To heal and provide aid to the poor and downtrodden. I took the more glamourous route and urged her to do the same.
When Juniper became Godsworn, I attended the ceremony, though I didn't understand why she did it. I still don't, to be honest, but I respected her decision and I quite liked her.
She is to be respected.
Juniper used her status as a Whisper to mend relationships, to work as a diplomat. To heal and provide aid to the poor and downtrodden. I took the more glamourous route and urged her to do the same.
When Juniper became Godsworn, I attended the ceremony, though I didn't understand why she did it. I still don't, to be honest, but I respected her decision and I quite liked her.
She is to be respected.
Written By Vanora
March 24, 2020, 12:58 a.m.(12/24/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Juniper
I had the pleasure of working with Sister Juniper when she was still Juniper Whisper. Even then her warmth was like a beacon, and her skill at helping two noble houses bury their feuding and look towards the future together will always be appreciated and remembered. When I enjoy the company of Margot Tyde, whose friendship and support have been such a source of strength, I will remember Sister Juniper's role in helping make it possible.
It is fitting that there was a greater path for her, and that in walking it she brought so much to so many.
It is fitting that there was a greater path for her, and that in walking it she brought so much to so many.
Written By Preston
March 23, 2020, 8:55 a.m.(12/23/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Juniper
Sister Juniper was a Godsworn and dedicated to the Gods and to the well being of all the faithful. If you know nothing else about her, the that should be sufficient to mourn her passing.
I did not know her well, but it seems the nature of her passing - helping so many - is in keeping with what I had heard of her, and is in the best traditions of the Faith. May each thought of her be a blessing to those who knew her, each tear shed a memorial to her impact.
I did not know her well, but it seems the nature of her passing - helping so many - is in keeping with what I had heard of her, and is in the best traditions of the Faith. May each thought of her be a blessing to those who knew her, each tear shed a memorial to her impact.
Written By Anisha
March 23, 2020, 2:15 a.m.(12/22/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Juniper
I did not know Sister Juniper. By the time I came to Arx, she had joined the Godsworn.
But I heard of her more than once. And, it would seem, now I have put off meeting this woman once too many times, and lost my chance.
Still, the outpouring of grief and love in the Whites paints a very lovely and flattering image. Almost so I feel that I could know her.
May the Queen send her quickly onto the Wheel, and the Mother welcome her back to us soon.
But I heard of her more than once. And, it would seem, now I have put off meeting this woman once too many times, and lost my chance.
Still, the outpouring of grief and love in the Whites paints a very lovely and flattering image. Almost so I feel that I could know her.
May the Queen send her quickly onto the Wheel, and the Mother welcome her back to us soon.
Written By Jaenelle
March 22, 2020, 9:32 p.m.(12/22/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Juniper
I have many regrets.
Written By Domonico
March 22, 2020, 6:50 p.m.(12/22/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Juniper
I did not know her very well but I recall that she was astute and provided good council to me. It is clear that she was so much more that to many others. I hope that she lives on in the memories of those who knew her well.
Written By Ouida
March 22, 2020, 6:26 p.m.(12/22/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Juniper
When my eyes open and I see I am still myself and whole, it seems as if it would be ill done to unravel now. Did we buy enough time? I am not a sharp mind to know. I suppose it does not matter. There are many innocents now that have a little more time, thanks to you. Our paths crossed in so many strange ways, past and present, though I am glad that I got to meet you at this crossing. I know you would wrinkle your nose at me for asking, but I hope that we made you proud too. My heart moves towards winter, but I know when I most need it I will feel the warmth of the love that you gave, like a sunbreak, and it will be enough.
Written By Ras
March 22, 2020, 4:57 p.m.(12/22/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Juniper
Guess you knew what both views looked like. The long view of the Gods, and the short view of everyone you knew would miss you. You were good like that.
The Lowers ain't the same without you around.
I promise not to let Hope down.
The Lowers ain't the same without you around.
I promise not to let Hope down.
Written By Arianna
March 22, 2020, 1:28 p.m.(12/21/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Juniper
Awww. Get well soon.
Written By Celeste
March 22, 2020, 8:34 a.m.(12/21/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Juniper
But I am a well so deep
Sweet is no longer a memory.
Sweet is no longer a memory.
Written By Jeffeth
March 22, 2020, 3:17 a.m.(12/21/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Juniper
My Fawn,
You have always been more thoughtful than me. I don't think of doing something for you until you've already done it for me. So why should it be any different when it comes to a parting letter. You write something lovely to me and I don't think to write anything for you until you've already went and done it. I write this letter to you in the whites, letting it out among everyone with the hope that someday it may in some way find its way to you. Even if you may not know it. For everyone of you that is not Juniper brought back from the Wheel that comes upon this, I apologize, if you keep reading.
Yes, you were right, it did take me a very long time to read the letter. I'm not sure how long exactly, that first night was a hazy blur. I remember panicking because my tears were dropping on the letter and I was so scared I would ruin it. I had to stop a few times but it kept happening, but eventually I think my body became so dehydrated I was able to read it right through. At that point it likely had been hours and I let out probably a horrible sounding laugh when I saw you saying you knew it would take me all night to read it. It is strange to talk to you this way, you writing to me while you listen to me making whistling sounds while I sleep and me writing to you while I sit in the very same place you were, just a few days ago. But there is no snoring and no whistling through your nose, you're not in the bed. It's empty and very sad looking. I've been sleeping on the floor. On the bed any time I start to maybe fall asleep I start to reach out to throw my arm over you and there's a lurch when my arm drops through nothing where I thought there would be your side. Like when you walk up the stairs at night, thinking there's an extra step and there isn't. It hurts my chest and I don't like it.
Thank you, for writing this, for giving me something to read again and again. To fold up and keep over my chest as I try to sleep. I love you too. Never past tense. I love you and that will always be true.
I remember when you told me about what Lagoma showed you, the two paths. I remember feeling selfish but I tried not to say anything. I know you knew exactly how I felt even if I did my very best not to say anything. The vision of you in the Faith or you in with the wedding band on your finger, with children. I tried not to think about it too much, but I've always worn the ring you gave me. Until now, it's the first time I have taken it off for more than a few minutes time. My finger feels naked and lighter than it should be. I don't like it. I took it off because... I don't know. When I found yours in the box you left me, I just thought they should be together. Maybe I should have them forged into a necklace or something, I don't know. You would know what to do, and I just wish you were here to give me the idea that I would need. Sorry, I'm getting distracted.
I will always be your Bull. I would not trade a minute of it either. You know I had one secret I managed to keep from you? When this plan was set, I spoke to the queen (she really is lovely, by the way) and when we spoke I just knew. I knew that doing this, you would be going back to the Wheel. I thought that perhaps coming to terms with it before it happened would make it easier for me when it actually did. It didn't. I cried hard the day I realized what was going to happen and it effected me that night. I think you noticed a little but I was able to hide most of it, probably the only thing I've ever been able to hide from you. I'm crying harder now that it has actually happened. Our memories of course will be a light. I'll tell your stories, loudly and often, and perhaps at some point I'll even be able to tell them without crying.
You have only ever been light. You have always been a constant. Even were we separated for years, I knew your love for me would not diminish a single ounce. It does feel darker, this world, now that you are not in it. It feels a little darker, a little colder. But I know that will not last. More lights will ignite because of yours, sparks will fan to flame and soon a sea of twinkling lights will rise up because of your sacrifice, because of your love. But right now, I feel cold.
I am going to miss you, Pebble. I am going to miss telling you about whatever quest or mission or dangerous thing I was going to be doing and you doing your best not to dissuade me, to let me be who I need to be, and coming home to the most vigorous inspection for wounds, every single time. You never did anything but support me, there is no one like you. I hope in these last days I was a Juniper to you. That would feel awfully nice, if I was able to support you once like you always did for me. I will hold on to my light, even if it will never compare to how brightly you would shine like the sun.
Now I am looking at where you used to sleep and thinking about what dreams and nightmares may come that you've gone away. I'm thinking about the lives to come after this and perhaps one day, many years from now, a young woman with a fawn mask will dance with a young man in the mask of a bull.
I love you, Juniper. Goodbye.
Always,
Your Bull
You have always been more thoughtful than me. I don't think of doing something for you until you've already done it for me. So why should it be any different when it comes to a parting letter. You write something lovely to me and I don't think to write anything for you until you've already went and done it. I write this letter to you in the whites, letting it out among everyone with the hope that someday it may in some way find its way to you. Even if you may not know it. For everyone of you that is not Juniper brought back from the Wheel that comes upon this, I apologize, if you keep reading.
Yes, you were right, it did take me a very long time to read the letter. I'm not sure how long exactly, that first night was a hazy blur. I remember panicking because my tears were dropping on the letter and I was so scared I would ruin it. I had to stop a few times but it kept happening, but eventually I think my body became so dehydrated I was able to read it right through. At that point it likely had been hours and I let out probably a horrible sounding laugh when I saw you saying you knew it would take me all night to read it. It is strange to talk to you this way, you writing to me while you listen to me making whistling sounds while I sleep and me writing to you while I sit in the very same place you were, just a few days ago. But there is no snoring and no whistling through your nose, you're not in the bed. It's empty and very sad looking. I've been sleeping on the floor. On the bed any time I start to maybe fall asleep I start to reach out to throw my arm over you and there's a lurch when my arm drops through nothing where I thought there would be your side. Like when you walk up the stairs at night, thinking there's an extra step and there isn't. It hurts my chest and I don't like it.
Thank you, for writing this, for giving me something to read again and again. To fold up and keep over my chest as I try to sleep. I love you too. Never past tense. I love you and that will always be true.
I remember when you told me about what Lagoma showed you, the two paths. I remember feeling selfish but I tried not to say anything. I know you knew exactly how I felt even if I did my very best not to say anything. The vision of you in the Faith or you in with the wedding band on your finger, with children. I tried not to think about it too much, but I've always worn the ring you gave me. Until now, it's the first time I have taken it off for more than a few minutes time. My finger feels naked and lighter than it should be. I don't like it. I took it off because... I don't know. When I found yours in the box you left me, I just thought they should be together. Maybe I should have them forged into a necklace or something, I don't know. You would know what to do, and I just wish you were here to give me the idea that I would need. Sorry, I'm getting distracted.
I will always be your Bull. I would not trade a minute of it either. You know I had one secret I managed to keep from you? When this plan was set, I spoke to the queen (she really is lovely, by the way) and when we spoke I just knew. I knew that doing this, you would be going back to the Wheel. I thought that perhaps coming to terms with it before it happened would make it easier for me when it actually did. It didn't. I cried hard the day I realized what was going to happen and it effected me that night. I think you noticed a little but I was able to hide most of it, probably the only thing I've ever been able to hide from you. I'm crying harder now that it has actually happened. Our memories of course will be a light. I'll tell your stories, loudly and often, and perhaps at some point I'll even be able to tell them without crying.
You have only ever been light. You have always been a constant. Even were we separated for years, I knew your love for me would not diminish a single ounce. It does feel darker, this world, now that you are not in it. It feels a little darker, a little colder. But I know that will not last. More lights will ignite because of yours, sparks will fan to flame and soon a sea of twinkling lights will rise up because of your sacrifice, because of your love. But right now, I feel cold.
I am going to miss you, Pebble. I am going to miss telling you about whatever quest or mission or dangerous thing I was going to be doing and you doing your best not to dissuade me, to let me be who I need to be, and coming home to the most vigorous inspection for wounds, every single time. You never did anything but support me, there is no one like you. I hope in these last days I was a Juniper to you. That would feel awfully nice, if I was able to support you once like you always did for me. I will hold on to my light, even if it will never compare to how brightly you would shine like the sun.
Now I am looking at where you used to sleep and thinking about what dreams and nightmares may come that you've gone away. I'm thinking about the lives to come after this and perhaps one day, many years from now, a young woman with a fawn mask will dance with a young man in the mask of a bull.
I love you, Juniper. Goodbye.
Always,
Your Bull
Written By Harlex
March 21, 2020, 7:47 p.m.(12/20/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Juniper
I can't say I'll ever understand. The damned world asks too much and yields so little. What's the point of any of this?
I want to let this prove some bitterness in me is vindicated. That I am right.
But that would be a disservice to you. Wouldn't it?
I'll try to be hopeful instead.
You were my dearest friend after all. I have so few left.
That's all I have to say.
See you around, June, on the next one.
I want to let this prove some bitterness in me is vindicated. That I am right.
But that would be a disservice to you. Wouldn't it?
I'll try to be hopeful instead.
You were my dearest friend after all. I have so few left.
That's all I have to say.
See you around, June, on the next one.
Written By Ida
March 21, 2020, 4:02 p.m.(12/20/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Juniper
I wish I could have come along, helped, or kept you safe somehow. My heart is broken and the world - all of this world - is already dimmer without you.
Written By Rowenova
March 21, 2020, 3:17 p.m.(12/20/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Juniper
Thank you, Sister Juniper, for what you did there.
For some time now, not only I but also many others have stressed out and worried about 'that whole mess'. There are no words that I can write here to explain and express the weight which has been lifted and the hope which has been gifted by your sacrifice. You have brought light into the darkness.
For some time now, not only I but also many others have stressed out and worried about 'that whole mess'. There are no words that I can write here to explain and express the weight which has been lifted and the hope which has been gifted by your sacrifice. You have brought light into the darkness.
Written By Fortunato
March 21, 2020, 3:03 p.m.(12/20/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Juniper
I'm still angry at you. Know it's unfair. Know you had that grand, blazing heroic purpose that you meant to spend, even if it spent you. I'm still angry at you. Angry at everyone going off on their grand, heroic purposes and leaving me. What kind of example does that give? Gonna have a bunch of impressionable young Lowers folk finding the best ways to glory themselves to death, that's what.
I'm still angry at you. And I'm angry at so many like you. For putting your goodness so painfully to the fore like you do. And I'm sorry for being angry. I just don't know how not to be.
I'm still angry at you. And I'm angry at so many like you. For putting your goodness so painfully to the fore like you do. And I'm sorry for being angry. I just don't know how not to be.
Written By Reigna
March 20, 2020, 3:40 p.m.(12/18/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Juniper
This feels like a goodbye.
My heart is beating so hard, and I am afraid of what this means. You are my sister in all ways but blood. I pray to all the gods that you will come back safely. I will hold onto this treasure and keep you in my prayers. I love you too. You will always been remembered, loved, honored. I am going to believe I can tell you these things to your face.
I will keep an ear out for you, I pray my eyes see you first.
My heart is beating so hard, and I am afraid of what this means. You are my sister in all ways but blood. I pray to all the gods that you will come back safely. I will hold onto this treasure and keep you in my prayers. I love you too. You will always been remembered, loved, honored. I am going to believe I can tell you these things to your face.
I will keep an ear out for you, I pray my eyes see you first.
Written By Corban
July 11, 2019, 8:20 a.m.(6/11/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Juniper
How glad I am to hear of Sister Juniper of the Faith. She has heard her calling in service to others, and her taking of Godsworn vows brings her closer to Gild's Charity, which she embodies through her works.
Written By Aureth
July 4, 2019, 12:49 a.m.(5/24/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Juniper
There is nothing wrong with walking your own path on the road to the gods, provided it is a path that embraces the ideals of the Faithful. I was proud to stand with you and I look forward to seeing what comes next.
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