Written By Khloe
Feb. 19, 2017, 11:16 p.m.(12/15/1005 AR)
I could benefit from a patron, it seems. But who would patron me, and what sort of marketable service would I provide?
Written By Khloe
Feb. 18, 2017, 9:42 p.m.(12/12/1005 AR)
I've done it again. That's the third job this year lost because I couldn't shut my mouth. I don't know why I'd done it, strike him back for striking that maid. She weren't nothing but a child - hardly strong enough to even push the cart of goods to the market on her lonesome. It wasn't her fault they stole from her before she even hit Cemetery Row, and she didn't deserve a whipping. The old bastard is lucky... But what am I going to do now to help the Avaracis? They need the coin.
Written By Khloe
Feb. 15, 2017, 12:29 a.m.(12/5/1005 AR)
There are some days that I think my heart might truly break when I walk through the streets and see the state of despair that's fallen upon many of the people who raised me to be the young woman I am today. And for the first time in a long time, I am without the right word to say unto them to be the palm to their pain.
What do you say to a mother or a father who mourns the loss of sons and
daughters?
How do you soothe your fellow man stricken with fear for what the shadows hold?
There are no platitudes and uncertain promises you should say to them, for wouldn't it just be a lie? Instead, it is with action and conviction that with the morning there is hope yet to be discovered. Of faith to be reborn in ourselves and our fellow neighbors and brothers; not the meaningless charity from a hand in which is blind to their pains, but by the labor and merit from the brother who understands.
What do you say to a mother or a father who mourns the loss of sons and
daughters?
How do you soothe your fellow man stricken with fear for what the shadows hold?
There are no platitudes and uncertain promises you should say to them, for wouldn't it just be a lie? Instead, it is with action and conviction that with the morning there is hope yet to be discovered. Of faith to be reborn in ourselves and our fellow neighbors and brothers; not the meaningless charity from a hand in which is blind to their pains, but by the labor and merit from the brother who understands.
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