Written By Fatima
Feb. 2, 2024, 5:56 p.m.(9/3/1021 AR)
**A journal submitted from across the sea**
The world survives. The stars no longer spin crazily in the sky, and the world no longer trembles. While we are far from a goal of peace, and there is much cleaning up to do, the people of the world are truly free to choose their own paths.
It is now up to those of us who remain to forge a way forward, to leave a lasting legacy for those who come after us.
Let us ensure it is a legacy to be proud of.
The people of Petrioch have accepted me as their Queen. We have established a mutually beneficial arrangement. Lord Volya and Lady Nebulosa Sha'vhan remain by my side, doing the good work we came here to do.
In time, perhaps the people of Arvum will see me as an ally. Until that day, we shall remain in Eurus, content.
The world survives. The stars no longer spin crazily in the sky, and the world no longer trembles. While we are far from a goal of peace, and there is much cleaning up to do, the people of the world are truly free to choose their own paths.
It is now up to those of us who remain to forge a way forward, to leave a lasting legacy for those who come after us.
Let us ensure it is a legacy to be proud of.
The people of Petrioch have accepted me as their Queen. We have established a mutually beneficial arrangement. Lord Volya and Lady Nebulosa Sha'vhan remain by my side, doing the good work we came here to do.
In time, perhaps the people of Arvum will see me as an ally. Until that day, we shall remain in Eurus, content.
Written By Fatima
Jan. 21, 2024, 11:23 a.m.(8/6/1021 AR)
Day 13:
(Sent before sailing away to Eurus)
I am the granddaughter of Highlord Donrai Thrax. I will always be a Thrax. It is written in my blood and in my bones.
I despise Highlord Victus Thrax, the Usurper. At one time, I sought to have him killed over a broken promise. However, I found there were more important things to do with my time, and I let that dream of vengeance die. I've never forgiven him, and never will. Yet, I still wish him success in his fool's errand. The world depends on it.
I've made my peace with everything that I am.
(Sent before sailing away to Eurus)
I am the granddaughter of Highlord Donrai Thrax. I will always be a Thrax. It is written in my blood and in my bones.
I despise Highlord Victus Thrax, the Usurper. At one time, I sought to have him killed over a broken promise. However, I found there were more important things to do with my time, and I let that dream of vengeance die. I've never forgiven him, and never will. Yet, I still wish him success in his fool's errand. The world depends on it.
I've made my peace with everything that I am.
Written By Fatima
Jan. 19, 2024, 3:07 p.m.(8/2/1021 AR)
Day 12:
The Dune Kindom of Jay'alaz, the city without song, is no more. Its royal family and nobles killed themselves in despair. The people starved under the siege of the Dune Emperor. Eventually they opened the gates and surrendered, but it was too late. Those who managed to escape, mostly children, tell the tale of the Warrior of the Dawn and the Adept of the Rose, and their rebellion. A fledgling hope, in a city without hope.
The so-called Dune Emperor is Alaric Grayson III. Some said he is a Herald. Some said he is just a tyrant, the Fist of the Prophet, a vengeful puppet dancing on Obsidian strings. We set sail for Eurus tomorrow. I suppose we will see.
Glass is made of frozen water, and ice is made from the sands of the dunes.
The Dune Kindom of Jay'alaz, the city without song, is no more. Its royal family and nobles killed themselves in despair. The people starved under the siege of the Dune Emperor. Eventually they opened the gates and surrendered, but it was too late. Those who managed to escape, mostly children, tell the tale of the Warrior of the Dawn and the Adept of the Rose, and their rebellion. A fledgling hope, in a city without hope.
The so-called Dune Emperor is Alaric Grayson III. Some said he is a Herald. Some said he is just a tyrant, the Fist of the Prophet, a vengeful puppet dancing on Obsidian strings. We set sail for Eurus tomorrow. I suppose we will see.
Glass is made of frozen water, and ice is made from the sands of the dunes.
Written By Fatima
Jan. 19, 2024, 2:35 a.m.(8/1/1021 AR)
Day 11:
If my entries are making you feel something, then they are doing their job.
On the thirteenth day, I will share my most damning secret in my Two Truths and a Lie.
Or maybe I already did.
If my entries are making you feel something, then they are doing their job.
On the thirteenth day, I will share my most damning secret in my Two Truths and a Lie.
Or maybe I already did.
Written By Fatima
Jan. 18, 2024, 9:51 a.m.(7/28/1021 AR)
Day 10:
Skal'daja was the City of Chains. The home of a hundred thousand slaves. I wonder what it is like there now that all chains have been broken? Will they give it a new name? Did they tear down the Palace of Toil? Are they waiting for someone to come and lead them against the Dune Emperor? Have they already found a leader amongst themselves? A hundred thousand free men and women, and likely very angry.
Ahj'on is also known as the High Court, the City of Mirrors. It is believed to be the home of the Magisters of the Mirror, who are the cult of the Sleeper. This is where the Prophet of the Sands can most often be found, I understand, when he is not in Pyre.
Truths are easier to write than lies.
Skal'daja was the City of Chains. The home of a hundred thousand slaves. I wonder what it is like there now that all chains have been broken? Will they give it a new name? Did they tear down the Palace of Toil? Are they waiting for someone to come and lead them against the Dune Emperor? Have they already found a leader amongst themselves? A hundred thousand free men and women, and likely very angry.
Ahj'on is also known as the High Court, the City of Mirrors. It is believed to be the home of the Magisters of the Mirror, who are the cult of the Sleeper. This is where the Prophet of the Sands can most often be found, I understand, when he is not in Pyre.
Truths are easier to write than lies.
Written By Fatima
Jan. 17, 2024, 3:16 p.m.(7/26/1021 AR)
Relationship Note on Donrai
I recently learned something about my grandfather that I could not have fathomed. It is a thing that I shall take with me to my grave. But I will say this. I value the things I learned from him. I do not care what anyone else thinks. He was my mentor, and the lessons I learned from him made me what I am today, and I am grateful.
Written By Fatima
Jan. 17, 2024, 3:06 p.m.(7/26/1021 AR)
Relationship Note on Denica
You were always there for me. If we do not meet again after I sail, know that I loved you as if you were a sister. You are very dear to me.
Written By Fatima
Jan. 17, 2024, 2:58 p.m.(7/26/1021 AR)
Relationship Note on Abbas
I pray one day the Queen of Endings will still be around to spin your thread once more, and that you'll find redemption on another turning of the Wheel.
Written By Fatima
Jan. 17, 2024, 12:17 p.m.(7/26/1021 AR)
Day 9:
Glor'Ruus is known as the City of Swords. Within this city, due to the teachings of Mutay'a'sib, also known as the Prophet of the Sands, the rulers for countless generations have found it amusing to pit slaves against one another in games of bloodsports and senseless slaughter. Before and after each match, the priests and the competitors are required to give homage to the great Sleeping God, and pray that the blood spilled be accepted as a sacrament to him. At the end of each bloody match, one of the competitors is sacrificed by the High Priestess of the Bloodied Sword, and the name of the Sleeping God is called upon. I saw a vision of a woman named Dalia, a slave. She was commanded to kill herself, casually, by Az'del'Vash, a slave owner. He did it just for his own amusement, and to deny the crowd the fun of the match. Az'del'Vash exploded, and the Whiplords around him were turned to paste.
Petrioch is home to the great water city, surrounded by verdant wilds. It is a place of hunting beasts and green canals, known for its plagues. It is a dangerous land, and the place where my father, Crown Prince Asad Masah'Malak, is from. It is said that the patron deity of Petrioch is the Great Maw of the Sea, and that human sacrifices are given there to sate its unending hunger. Another tradition, instilled by the preaching of the Prophet of the Sands. I saw a dream of the Grand Vizier appointed by the Dune Emperor, sitting upon my throne. I commanded him to leave it, and he did. I killed him with a touch, and claimed my crown.
Eurus is not important. Its people do not deserve freedom from the yolk of tyranny. There is nothing in Eurus that will help. Only Arvum matters.
Glor'Ruus is known as the City of Swords. Within this city, due to the teachings of Mutay'a'sib, also known as the Prophet of the Sands, the rulers for countless generations have found it amusing to pit slaves against one another in games of bloodsports and senseless slaughter. Before and after each match, the priests and the competitors are required to give homage to the great Sleeping God, and pray that the blood spilled be accepted as a sacrament to him. At the end of each bloody match, one of the competitors is sacrificed by the High Priestess of the Bloodied Sword, and the name of the Sleeping God is called upon. I saw a vision of a woman named Dalia, a slave. She was commanded to kill herself, casually, by Az'del'Vash, a slave owner. He did it just for his own amusement, and to deny the crowd the fun of the match. Az'del'Vash exploded, and the Whiplords around him were turned to paste.
Petrioch is home to the great water city, surrounded by verdant wilds. It is a place of hunting beasts and green canals, known for its plagues. It is a dangerous land, and the place where my father, Crown Prince Asad Masah'Malak, is from. It is said that the patron deity of Petrioch is the Great Maw of the Sea, and that human sacrifices are given there to sate its unending hunger. Another tradition, instilled by the preaching of the Prophet of the Sands. I saw a dream of the Grand Vizier appointed by the Dune Emperor, sitting upon my throne. I commanded him to leave it, and he did. I killed him with a touch, and claimed my crown.
Eurus is not important. Its people do not deserve freedom from the yolk of tyranny. There is nothing in Eurus that will help. Only Arvum matters.
Written By Fatima
Jan. 17, 2024, 2:14 a.m.(7/25/1021 AR)
Day 8:
There are a lot of spiders in the world. A lot. Sometimes they are our friends.
Obsidian, Fractal and not your friend, is trying to awaken the Sleeper. There is something precious in Eurus. The armies of the Dune Emperor stand between us and that precious thing. Best way to defeat a large army is with another large army and a sound plan.
Telling your allies to "piss off" is excellent diplomacy.
There are a lot of spiders in the world. A lot. Sometimes they are our friends.
Obsidian, Fractal and not your friend, is trying to awaken the Sleeper. There is something precious in Eurus. The armies of the Dune Emperor stand between us and that precious thing. Best way to defeat a large army is with another large army and a sound plan.
Telling your allies to "piss off" is excellent diplomacy.
Written By Fatima
Jan. 17, 2024, 1:52 a.m.(7/25/1021 AR)
Relationship Note on Raymesin
My fight in Eurus is every bit as important as the fight in Arvum. Those who cannot see this, will soon enough.
We all know you are more than a mere pauper, Paladin of Death.
And I am more than just a fancy metal hat.
We all know you are more than a mere pauper, Paladin of Death.
And I am more than just a fancy metal hat.
Written By Fatima
Jan. 16, 2024, 11:59 a.m.(7/24/1021 AR)
Relationship Note on Sen'azala
A ruler knows when a path is closed to her - when a task must be delegated to others. She must set aside emotion and decide where she can do the most good, and choose that path decisively, once committed. She cannot please everyone, nor can she save everyone, nor may she be able to seek personal vengeance or satisfaction. She must choose the path that is for the overall benefit of those who look to her for protection.
It may be that I sound much like my grandfather at the moment, and perhaps there is a little of him in me. I learned all that I know about leadership, about doing what is necessary, from lessons at his knee. But a certain amount of ruthlessness is required of us at times. This is, unfortunately, one of those times. I have a duty that I have been trained for my entire life. I have known for many years that one day, I must go to Eurus and claim my throne in Petrioch, and oppose the Dune Emperor and the Prophet of the Sands. My fleet is for that purpose and only one other, and that is to take any refugees who wish to flee Arvum, to Eurus. It was not rallied to go to Nefer'khat. I cannot help you with that. I hope you do not take it personally.
We cannot afford to take things personally, when our very existence is at stake. And while time is not on our side, I believe we do have some small amount of time. It is time that the Seraph of Death and others are buying for us. The situation is urgent, it is true. But to bow to the pressure of urgency is not the path of the ruler. It is a mistake we cannot afford to make.
I cannot help you with the problem you face, Prima. But I do hope you find the path that is, if not the one you want, at least the best path for the situation.
It may be that I sound much like my grandfather at the moment, and perhaps there is a little of him in me. I learned all that I know about leadership, about doing what is necessary, from lessons at his knee. But a certain amount of ruthlessness is required of us at times. This is, unfortunately, one of those times. I have a duty that I have been trained for my entire life. I have known for many years that one day, I must go to Eurus and claim my throne in Petrioch, and oppose the Dune Emperor and the Prophet of the Sands. My fleet is for that purpose and only one other, and that is to take any refugees who wish to flee Arvum, to Eurus. It was not rallied to go to Nefer'khat. I cannot help you with that. I hope you do not take it personally.
We cannot afford to take things personally, when our very existence is at stake. And while time is not on our side, I believe we do have some small amount of time. It is time that the Seraph of Death and others are buying for us. The situation is urgent, it is true. But to bow to the pressure of urgency is not the path of the ruler. It is a mistake we cannot afford to make.
I cannot help you with the problem you face, Prima. But I do hope you find the path that is, if not the one you want, at least the best path for the situation.
Written By Fatima
Jan. 14, 2024, 10:13 p.m.(7/21/1021 AR)
Day 7:
The hiding of belongings and material objects, while touching, will not matter if all is devoured.
There is a fine line between stupidity and bravery. Sometimes, they are one and the same.
Lemons are sweet and honey is sour.
The hiding of belongings and material objects, while touching, will not matter if all is devoured.
There is a fine line between stupidity and bravery. Sometimes, they are one and the same.
Lemons are sweet and honey is sour.
Written By Fatima
Jan. 13, 2024, 3:33 a.m.(7/18/1021 AR)
Day 6
Facing down an ages-old Fractal with a handful of people and no real plan is suicidal.
I tried to warn them.
We can be in all the places we need to be at once. Everything is fine. No one will get hurt.
Facing down an ages-old Fractal with a handful of people and no real plan is suicidal.
I tried to warn them.
We can be in all the places we need to be at once. Everything is fine. No one will get hurt.
Written By Fatima
Jan. 11, 2024, 12:34 p.m.(7/14/1021 AR)
Day 4
Confession has its uses, but does not often cause us to change our course or our convictions.
When you gaze into the mirror, what lies within gazes back at you.
I never dumped a bucket of water on Lady Medeia's head.
Day 5
Sometimes our convictions blind us to the truth. As a result, alternate paths may be obscured.
Shadowmeld is made of Elysian silk and dragon hide.
The monsters are real, and have us surrounded. And yet, we still cling to hope.
Confession has its uses, but does not often cause us to change our course or our convictions.
When you gaze into the mirror, what lies within gazes back at you.
I never dumped a bucket of water on Lady Medeia's head.
Day 5
Sometimes our convictions blind us to the truth. As a result, alternate paths may be obscured.
Shadowmeld is made of Elysian silk and dragon hide.
The monsters are real, and have us surrounded. And yet, we still cling to hope.
Written By Fatima
Jan. 10, 2024, 2:31 a.m.(7/11/1021 AR)
Day 3:
I found a coin that belongs to me, brought up from the depths of the sea. It was a coin I never knew was lost until it was found.
I swam with sharks, and came out of the water unscathed. I saw the armies of the Dune Emperor, driven into their waiting teeth.
My fleet is very small, and will not pose a threat to the Dune Emperor at all.
(Anyone who can see the Bay of Thrax, and any available docks and harbors, will know the third one is the lie. The waters are filled with ships, thousands of Eurusi, knights, mercenaries, sellsails and men-at-arms and more, readying to set sail.)
I found a coin that belongs to me, brought up from the depths of the sea. It was a coin I never knew was lost until it was found.
I swam with sharks, and came out of the water unscathed. I saw the armies of the Dune Emperor, driven into their waiting teeth.
My fleet is very small, and will not pose a threat to the Dune Emperor at all.
(Anyone who can see the Bay of Thrax, and any available docks and harbors, will know the third one is the lie. The waters are filled with ships, thousands of Eurusi, knights, mercenaries, sellsails and men-at-arms and more, readying to set sail.)
Written By Fatima
Jan. 9, 2024, 5:01 p.m.(7/11/1021 AR)
Day 2:
Sharks have fins AND wings. They swim among the clouds, and are your friends.
I once saw a man heroically pull a child out of Darkwater. It was a miracle to behold.
I saw a woman hurl herself willingly into that same water in order to help protect the world, though few would know it.
Sharks have fins AND wings. They swim among the clouds, and are your friends.
I once saw a man heroically pull a child out of Darkwater. It was a miracle to behold.
I saw a woman hurl herself willingly into that same water in order to help protect the world, though few would know it.
Written By Fatima
Jan. 9, 2024, 1:40 a.m.(7/9/1021 AR)
Two Truths and a Lie. It is a custom of Suj'Abbat, but many do not understand it. Of late, I have pondered the meaning of the tradition, and wonder about its effects. So I have decided I shall write two truths and a lie once a day for 13 days in my white journals. I leave it to the reader to guess which is which.
Day One:
I rejected the advice of a friend, knowing it might put others in danger.
The Marin'alfar are gone, but not forgotten.
Snow is as hot as the desert sands.
Day One:
I rejected the advice of a friend, knowing it might put others in danger.
The Marin'alfar are gone, but not forgotten.
Snow is as hot as the desert sands.
Written By Fatima
Jan. 1, 2024, 9:44 a.m.(6/22/1021 AR)
The danger that lurks in the dark sands of Pyre grows ever stronger. As one great force wanes, others inevitably rise in its place. While we have labored to extinguish slavery, another danger has been quietly working in the shadows. It is a danger I and others of Eurus are all too familiar with.
It is not simply a matter that lies across the sea, that does not affect the Compact. Some have said, "Let us tend to our own garden. It is no concern of ours."
Yet, I am afraid that will not be possible. The wildfire has already begun to spread.
Again, I raise the call to arms - join with me! Let us fight together once more .
It is not simply a matter that lies across the sea, that does not affect the Compact. Some have said, "Let us tend to our own garden. It is no concern of ours."
Yet, I am afraid that will not be possible. The wildfire has already begun to spread.
Again, I raise the call to arms - join with me! Let us fight together once more .
Written By Fatima
Dec. 28, 2023, 4:44 p.m.(6/15/1021 AR)
I, too, witnessed the fall of the malevolent taskmasters of Glor'Ruus. Those who wish to sail to Eurus and support a free Eurus, I intend to sail as soon as a fleet can be assembled to cause even the Dune Emperor to tremble in fear.
Let us teach the Dune Kingdoms what it means to be free.
Join with me. The time is now!
Princess Fatima Masah'Malak
Heir to the Throne of Petrioch
Let us teach the Dune Kingdoms what it means to be free.
Join with me. The time is now!
Princess Fatima Masah'Malak
Heir to the Throne of Petrioch
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