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Written By Lisebet

Feb. 1, 2024, 12:45 p.m.(8/28/1021 AR)

I am still alive. Hello glorious sun.

Who ever would have thought that solving riddles involving Jade would be useful?

Time to go hug my children and my husband and spend some time resting.

Written By Lisebet

Jan. 29, 2024, 9:35 p.m.(8/23/1021 AR)

I haven't written as much as probably I should.

There are so many sacrifices, so many losses. It would be easy to despair, but I refuse. There is still hope.

As Arx endures, we remember. We remember everyone, but especially those we were closest too. Reese. Sabella. Clover. The list goes on forever, especially if we count those who died in previous battles. I don't mean to leave anyone out. I make a promise that if I survive, I will find out at least one thing about all who died in the battles here to save everything.

At least the children are safe. Ish. I believe so anyway, and that gives me the strength to fight. For them. For us. For family. And for all those who no longer can.

Written By Lisebet

Jan. 28, 2024, 10:45 p.m.(8/21/1021 AR)

As Arx survives, we remember.

Oh my gods. So many people. Clover. Sabella. Reese. Avary. So many. And the fight is not yet over.

But we're still in this. We have a scant few moments to mourn, and then I am determined. We will get back into this. And we are going to win.

Written By Lisebet

Jan. 28, 2024, 7:46 p.m.(8/21/1021 AR)

We will rebuild Ashford Keep and many more places later.

But I will note this fighting is something I never expected to find myself doing. I will continue. For my family. For those who have sacrificed so much!

We are all going to have to keep fighting. For as long as it takes.

Written By Lisebet

Jan. 19, 2024, 8:45 a.m.(8/2/1021 AR)

Why is it that in the midst of all the terror, grim reckonings and obvious danger, people still must seek to gain advantage "for when we return"?

I suppose that is because they have the freedom to choose.

And even still, in the midst of all this chaos, there is still room for moments of awe and wonder.

Written By Lisebet

Jan. 14, 2024, 12:27 a.m.(7/19/1021 AR)

I find myself reflecting on things, as I look at my children playing. The choices made and not made. I hope that they will have the opportunity to one day make such choices for themselves. And so, there are things to be done, more choices to make.

Gladly.

Freely.

Despite the fear and worry.

Or maybe because of them.

Written By Lisebet

Jan. 5, 2024, 12:03 p.m.(7/2/1021 AR)

So much has been going on, it's hard sometimes to grasp it all. And yet. And yet. With all the chaos and the dangers, it still feels of choice, of freedom and of hope to me.

Written By Lisebet

May 10, 2023, 8:24 p.m.(10/14/1019 AR)

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My sister is back in town! This is exciting news!

Written By Lisebet

Jan. 8, 2023, 9:33 p.m.(3/11/1019 AR)

Is it spring yet? I do not want to wish my life away, but I long for warmer weather.

That said, this hot chocolate is delicous.

Written By Lisebet

Jan. 1, 2023, 9:54 a.m.(2/24/1019 AR)

The Badger Boardinghouse is a lovely place to meet new acquaintances, further existing ones, and enjoy a hot drink on a cold snowy night. This time, it definitely was not tea.

Written By Lisebet

Dec. 30, 2022, 12:39 p.m.(2/21/1019 AR)

I find myself recalling those who we have lost, particularly those I was close to. It's not that time of year or anything, at least not more than usual. Just some sober reflection is underway, and that is perhaps never a bad thing.

I'd list them, but by now there are too many to list, too many heart aches to track. And yet, there are still happy moments, precious moments, beautiful moments, passionate moments.

Life continues. And we remember.

Written By Lisebet

Dec. 21, 2022, 8:25 a.m.(2/2/1019 AR)

Today's tea is a very gentle mint, which smells wonderfully and is also very warming. Useful in winter time, I find.

Though I confess that after my trip to the Redrain Quadrant to listen to the stories told there, I quite enjoyed a very warming coffee with chocolate, and perhaps a bit of spirits tossed in.

Written By Lisebet

Dec. 11, 2022, 8:44 p.m.(1/11/1019 AR)

Today's tea is a nice warm black tea with honey and lemon. Delicious. I should go visit the Jade Moon again, and have some more of their delicious teas.

Written By Lisebet

Dec. 4, 2022, 11:06 a.m.(12/25/1018 AR)

Spending a lot of time with the children lately. It's good for me, I think. It helps to put things into perspective.

Written By Lisebet

Nov. 29, 2022, 11:51 a.m.(12/15/1018 AR)

It's difficult to have to let go of a dream. It happens to all of us, I'm told, but that doesn't make it any less difficult. Perhaps it is just part of growing up, but it still leaves a tinge of sadness and regret.

I suppose I will adjust over time and make do. As we all must.

Written By Lisebet

Nov. 20, 2022, 8:40 p.m.(11/25/1018 AR)

Children grow so fast. I sometimes feel I miss the time when they were little babes or toddlers, as they grow.

Written By Lisebet

Nov. 6, 2022, 8:57 a.m.(10/24/1018 AR)

Today's tea is coffee. Which happens occasionally. The moon is very bright and red tinged this evening. This does seem strange, all things considered.

Emilie however has suggested that we should have a painting party as she'd like to try to paint a picture that looks just like the moon.

Written By Lisebet

Oct. 30, 2022, 12:23 p.m.(8/27/1018 AR)

Always a lot to do, it seems. The children are growing so fast. It's almost enough to make me wish for another little one.

Almost.

Written By Lisebet

Sept. 29, 2022, 9:09 a.m.(6/20/1018 AR)

I was stopped in the square by the Iron Guard yesterday. It delayed me somewhat, but fortunately the person I was meeting was not overly upset at my tardiness. And the Iron Guard was quite pleasant about it.

Written By Lisebet

Sept. 25, 2022, 10:35 a.m.(6/12/1018 AR)

Today's tea is a fruit infused chamomile that tastes wonderfully like summer.

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