Written By Yvette
May 18, 2021, 4:35 a.m.(6/28/1015 AR)
Days seem to get busier and my head grows increasingly cluttered; new names, new places and new memories. Very good memories, ones that I will cherish. I've made lots of friends and acquaintances thus far; from a highly skilled carpenter, exquisite master tailor, a beautiful Princess whom is an excellent artist, a sweet and reserved Lord, surprisingly mischievous! One that might even be on par with my own and a heart made of gold, a quiet woman who has a cute possum, a princess who doesn't like eating meat nor hunting, a prince whom probably knows every wine ever made and any others whom I met along my way.
Despite the differing of personalities I can't help to think that each person I meet in my time here in Arx will teach me something; a valuable lesson or something more... but never something less.
Every drop of water in the sea causing a ripple no matter how small and every crashing wave along the shore shaping it. Yet things come and go like the ebb and flow of the tides.
Despite the differing of personalities I can't help to think that each person I meet in my time here in Arx will teach me something; a valuable lesson or something more... but never something less.
Every drop of water in the sea causing a ripple no matter how small and every crashing wave along the shore shaping it. Yet things come and go like the ebb and flow of the tides.
Written By Yvette
May 16, 2021, 2:32 a.m.(6/24/1015 AR)
My outing in Arx wasn't all that bad, I suppose. I did meet a very charming man. Perhaps, I should thank my brother for dragging me to this city even though it has felt like a short leash.... that I've been attached too.
I've been plagued by many a dream, one in particular that eludes me to it's meaning. Month after month, it's the same. Only one other knows of it, yet I don't feel as if I'm coming any closer to a conclusion. Why must visions and dreams be a riddle of there own.
Perhaps I should speak with my brother on the matter... or maybe even one of my kin from the North. Surely they would understand my plight of his reoccurring dream.
I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing. How does anyone expect me to fulfill my duty as Oracle. I think there faith in me is much more then my own. Responsibility feels like a wet blanket over my head, suffocating.
I've been plagued by many a dream, one in particular that eludes me to it's meaning. Month after month, it's the same. Only one other knows of it, yet I don't feel as if I'm coming any closer to a conclusion. Why must visions and dreams be a riddle of there own.
Perhaps I should speak with my brother on the matter... or maybe even one of my kin from the North. Surely they would understand my plight of his reoccurring dream.
I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing. How does anyone expect me to fulfill my duty as Oracle. I think there faith in me is much more then my own. Responsibility feels like a wet blanket over my head, suffocating.
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