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Written By Celine

Aug. 12, 2022, 8:06 a.m.(3/8/1018 AR)

It's funny the things you learn as you grow older, like how the excellence of a gift lies in its approprateness rather than in its value. I was reminded of that with the glass jar that Lenard gave me this week. Exquisitely perfect, it is fashioned as a dragon's eggs, swirled with white within the glass itself so as to resemble clouds, and sparkling with flecks of gold that glitter when caught in the light. The finishing touch? Filled with the finest dragon-shaped cookies from Lottie's Place. It touched my heart, though hopefully not my waistline as the cookies are far too delicious for their own good.

Written By Celine

June 5, 2022, 2:58 a.m.(10/9/1017 AR)

Autumn. My favourite season of the year. A gentle, mellow season when what we lose in flowers we gain in fruit. I rode Grace through the forest to Petrichor's Lodge, and the ripeness of the air and the crispness of leaves underfoot soothed the agitation that's been gnawing at my thoughts. I spent the afternoon helping to collect windfalls from beneath the orchard trees, and after a picnic we lay on our backs and watched honking geese migrate for southern warmth. Arrows of white on a perfect blue sky. I've been promised cider from the spoils of the day.

Written By Celine

May 29, 2022, 2:18 a.m.(9/23/1017 AR)

Relationship Note on Cristoph

Duke Laurent has proven to be a prodigious research partner and was able to furnish me with documents and notes that I'd yet to locate in the Archives. There is nothing quite so rewarding as finding someone who's areas of interest align so closely with my own and I very much look forward to continuing to work with him in the coming months.

Written By Celine

May 22, 2022, 2:13 p.m.(9/10/1017 AR)

Arrogance is someone who imakes you a present of their opinions whether welcomed or not. You know who you are.

Written By Celine

May 15, 2022, 4:28 a.m.(8/23/1017 AR)

There are days when the memories of what happened at Sanctum hang over me like a weight. Individually, each is light enough to be bearable, but at times when combined they make it difficult to even draw breath. Even so, I hold fast to those memories. They make me who I am and from them I draw strength.

I must remember to hug Lenard today.

Written By Celine

May 13, 2022, 3:11 a.m.(8/19/1017 AR)

Relationship Note on Caspian

I asked Champion Caspian what his piercings were for, if each represented an occasion or achievement in his life. His initial reply was intended to make me smile, and it did, his honest answer gave me pause for thought.

Written By Celine

May 12, 2022, 8:35 a.m.(8/18/1017 AR)

Relationship Note on Ilira

In Messere Ilira I have found my fashion soul mate. Her work, her designs, her imagination, all are unsurpassed and she understands without needing to have it explained, exactly the look that I strive for. Truly, she is my most favoured of artisans in Arx.

Written By Celine

May 8, 2022, 2:45 p.m.(8/10/1017 AR)

I visited the Butterfly Gardens today, and it occurred to me that happiness is very much like a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our reach. So I sat on a bench and quietly waited, and eventually a butterfly descended from the canopy of foliage and settled on my hand.

Written By Celine

May 6, 2022, 2:49 p.m.(8/6/1017 AR)

Every now and then, and quite unintentionally, someone teaches me something about myself that quite takes my breath away. You'd think by now I'd know myself better.

Written By Celine

May 4, 2022, 3:27 p.m.(8/2/1017 AR)

Relationship Note on Mabelle

My feet carried me today into the Dire Bee, and there I found Lady Mabelle, knee-deep in preparations for the Artshall Arts Festival. We spent an enchanting hour in conversation and I was privileged to enjoy a sneak preview of the gown that she's designed for the occasion. I won't elaborate on it here in the Whites, because it will speak for itself when it's showcased. In Lady Mabelle I've discovered a friend, and I look forward to where this friendship might lead us.

Written By Celine

April 25, 2022, 1:42 p.m.(7/12/1017 AR)

Relationship Note on Erik

I wrote in The Whites a short while ago that you should never judge a book by its cover, and I find myself quite hilariously guilty of that today. Lord Erik Grimhall gave me a gift that ran so counter to my nature that it was a challenge not to appear disenchanted with each layer of wrapping removed. Closer inspection however revealed that what I had believed to be the gift, merely hid the true one in its pages, and the true gift in its turn, hid a secret of its own.

Bravo Lord Erik. You fooled me completely.

Written By Celine

April 23, 2022, 7:13 a.m.(7/8/1017 AR)

I rescued a kitten. Or more correctly, I oversaw Champion Caspian Wilde's rescue of a kitten. It could have gone more smoothly than it did as it wasn't ideal that Caspian lost his grip on the pier and made a hole in the water. Nor was it ideal that in the struggle to remove her armor and jump in to rescue Caspian that my lady cousin Terese toppled over the edge and made a second hole in the water.

The point is, I rescued a kitten.

He's quite feral and ferocious for such a small thing, and I have named him Supreme Overlord Abraxus after a dragon in a childhood book.

Written By Celine

April 20, 2022, 4:48 p.m.(7/2/1017 AR)

I may be ill-schooled in the use of weapons and blades, but I do still find that a well-executed knee to the groin can swiftly correct a transgression.

Written By Celine

April 17, 2022, 11:41 a.m.(6/24/1017 AR)

I am awash with cinnamon rolls since my last entry in The Whites. I feel so terribly flattered.

Written By Celine

April 16, 2022, 2:17 a.m.(6/21/1017 AR)

A freshly baked cinnamon roll to the face is the surest way to a lasting friendship. I think. Time is the decider of theories like this.

Written By Celine

April 9, 2022, 4:54 a.m.(6/7/1017 AR)

I'm a scholar, and yet it only struck me today that you should never judge a book by its cover. It's surprising what you can learn when you lift someone's cover and discover a person most surprising within.

Written By Celine

April 7, 2022, 2:37 a.m.(6/3/1017 AR)

My mind is huge with stories never told. One day, maybe, I will sit down, put ink on parchment and record them all. My triumphs and my mistakes, but never my regrets. I have none.

Written By Celine

March 29, 2022, 4:17 p.m.(5/14/1017 AR)

I couldn't be happier to be back here in Arx, and already I am filled with hope for what the coming year will bring.

Whilst I'd never claim that the grounds of Valardin Manor are exactly beautiful, there's a charm to be found within them still. In the smiling-faced pansies that bravely lift their heads where self-seeded in cracks in the walls, in the phlox that softens the edges of the numerous pathways, and in the blossoms that swell their buds on the cherry trees, waiting to burst like ruffle-edged confetti so their petals might paint the gardens pink. It is the latter of these things that has inspired me to host a garden soiree, and today I spent an hour or two, it might have been three, designing favours for my guests.

Written By Celine

Jan. 21, 2022, 6:32 p.m.(12/21/1016 AR)

Relationship Note on Isolde

She has such great taste in fashion. Her mauve leather cloak with gold lining was stunning! I do hope we can work further with the charity stuff we were speaking of. Till then!

Written By Celine

Jan. 21, 2022, 6:30 p.m.(12/21/1016 AR)

Arriving back in Arx after such a long time, it seems familiar but also different. The streets seem busier and the weather is chillier. I guess I have summer to look forward to as Princess Isolde reminded me today during our chat. We spoke of some charitable work and I'm hoping to throw something together; perhaps a fundraiser of sorts. Seems I've work ahead of me reader, wish me luck.

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