Written By Monique
March 11, 2022, 2:57 a.m.(4/5/1017 AR)
I will miss winter.
Written By Monique
March 9, 2022, 11:45 p.m.(4/3/1017 AR)
I don't need to write a journal to commemorate today, really. It will remain burned in my memory for the rest of my life. I have never so enjoyed being on a ship before. Nor being so battered and bruised. Every nerve ending sings. Thank goodness for having a talented physician.
Today. It was a beautiful day.
Today. It was a beautiful day.
Written By Monique
March 6, 2022, 7:21 p.m.(3/25/1017 AR)
I would know you anywhere.
Written By Monique
March 2, 2022, 12:04 p.m.(3/16/1017 AR)
When someone tells you, no, this is a place you cannot be... it is the spark that sets my heart on fire. It becomes the one place I long to be above all others. Insatiable.
Written By Monique
Feb. 22, 2022, 12:31 a.m.(2/27/1017 AR)
The first meeting of the Committee of Thorns was this evening and I'm pleased with how it went. Thorns were selected, games were mulled over. Prizes were decided. And OH, the prizes. Thrones of Thorns. Dragonweep and star iron. Steelsilk. And of course, the grand prize, a boon (or folly) from the Twilight Court. One of these years I'm going to pass over the hosting duties entirely to the beautiful and capable Radiant Anisha so that I may compete. Because every year, I have to fight the overwhelming urge to run off with the prizes.
Written By Monique
Feb. 16, 2022, 5:35 p.m.(2/17/1017 AR)
The Saffron Festival of Light is drawing closer and my poem for the contest is not quite ready. I have inspiration. The Gods know I have an abundance of inspiration these days. It's just that I'm a terrible poet. And when I try to find a clever word to rhyme with 'diabolical' there's nothing. But for such a large prize of silver? You can be certain I'm going to try. And if nothing else, at least there will be the beauty of the lanterns.
Written By Monique
Feb. 15, 2022, 3:17 a.m.(2/13/1017 AR)
Relationship Note on Ember
More amusing than anyone gives her credit for. Told the best joke I've heard all year.
Written By Monique
Feb. 8, 2022, 1 a.m.(1/27/1017 AR)
Too good to me. Too good, in general, for his own good. But I wouldn't have it any other way. And while all the fighters were exceptional at the charity Tournament at the Hart, I know who I cheered the loudest for.
Written By Monique
Feb. 6, 2022, 2:08 a.m.(1/23/1017 AR)
It was my great fortune to attend the Grayson celebration with Suspire Nina. Is there anything more precious in this life than reneweing friendship? Perhaps dragonweep, but even then, it's a VERY close second. And I'd say that Nina shines all the more for her ability to take an idea and polish it so that it's even brighter than dragonweep.
I danced (carefully and slowly, which suited me just fine - some dances are better done slow).
And I have gained myself a physician in the form of the miraculously talented Lady Olivia, who surely does not know the task she has taken on and may end up regretting it. But I'll just keep sending gifts as apologies. It nearly always works.
I danced (carefully and slowly, which suited me just fine - some dances are better done slow).
And I have gained myself a physician in the form of the miraculously talented Lady Olivia, who surely does not know the task she has taken on and may end up regretting it. But I'll just keep sending gifts as apologies. It nearly always works.
Written By Monique
Feb. 2, 2022, 1:35 a.m.(1/15/1017 AR)
There is no greater compliment than when someone says they can be themselves around you. Unless it's how very stunning your hair is.
Written By Monique
Jan. 30, 2022, 2:35 a.m.(1/9/1017 AR)
Hope is a little thing
Small as a stone
Small like a grain of sand
And I would fill my open
Palms with hope and watch
it trickle through my
fingers
for years
Small as a stone
Small like a grain of sand
And I would fill my open
Palms with hope and watch
it trickle through my
fingers
for years
Written By Monique
Jan. 29, 2022, 9:08 p.m.(1/9/1017 AR)
It is the definition of playing with fire to expect a person to be anything other than what they are. Very few can mask it well enough to make that statement false.
Written By Monique
Jan. 26, 2022, 11:57 p.m.(1/3/1017 AR)
Family and friends are hidden treasures, seek them and enjoy their riches.
Written By Monique
Jan. 20, 2022, 11:51 a.m.(12/18/1016 AR)
I have been through painter after painter, seeking to learn the trick of art. And one by one, they throw up their hands in despair and say I cannot be taught. How do you see what is not already there? How do you capture the ephemeral feeling on canvas? I wonder if I will ever find a teacher up to the challenge.
Written By Monique
Jan. 17, 2022, 3:07 a.m.(12/11/1016 AR)
When you threaten to tie someone down and torture them and they LAUGH... Am I losing my touch? Am I no longer terrifying of reputation? Is this what getting old feels like?
Written By Monique
Jan. 15, 2022, 3:20 a.m.(12/7/1016 AR)
It was a night like no other surrounded by friends who are beyond compare. This welling of gratitude ought to be enough to keep me warm when the snows start to fall. And if not, then the memory of my protege dancing so perfectly and the incredible daggers and shining gems and offers of support made will be more than enough to have the snow melting in my wake.
Written By Monique
Jan. 9, 2022, 10:40 p.m.(11/25/1016 AR)
Relationship Note on Liara
I feel as though I ought to have a set of those chairs made and delivered to the Highlady. Never have I seen someone master them so quickly. Grayson, you are in exceptionally capable hands.
Written By Monique
Jan. 3, 2022, 12:43 a.m.(11/11/1016 AR)
In four days, it is my birthday. And let me say it here for the record, if a woman tells you not to get her a present it means get her a present and make sure it's jewelry.
And let me also state, I am not getting older. Just better.
And let me also state, I am not getting older. Just better.
Written By Monique
Dec. 28, 2021, 11:22 p.m.(11/1/1016 AR)
My father used to caution me that falling feels like flying until you hit the ground. He was the wisest of men and I miss him.
Written By Monique
Dec. 11, 2021, 2:09 p.m.(9/22/1016 AR)
Relationship Note on Ida
Five new daggers, each more exquisite than the last. I'm sure there are no few people in Arvum who would shake their heads and say "Why do you keep arming her, Dame Ida? Don't you realize she throws them AT US!" And yet, you keep arming me but I think you've found the loophole. You've made such exquisite works that I cannot even fathom using them to throw at people that I don't mean to kill for fear that I might not get them back! Clever woman. Your star shines brighter than ever.
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