Written By Aedin
Sept. 4, 2022, 8:33 p.m.(4/27/1018 AR)
I have returned to Arx after what seems like a lifetime away. So many things have changed, and yet many things have stayed the same and for that I am grateful. I had the pleasure of meeting many people since my return, and have been asking each the same question. What is your favorite place in the capital? What would you suggest someone new to the city see or do? Each place means something different to those who suggest it, and it is fascinating to hear why a place is special to them. I have many places on my list to visit, though I will always accept more.
Written By Zakhar
Sept. 4, 2022, 7:27 p.m.(4/27/1018 AR)
Someone told me that the fact that I woke up today was a feat in itself. Never mind this weird rash... Did someone set me on fire?
Written By Briseis
Sept. 4, 2022, 6:57 p.m.(4/27/1018 AR)
How long as it been since I penned in this journal? Too long. Life marches forward, ever faster. The tribulations of our world carry on. War and despair are everywhere, tragic and unjust. It is during these times, when we are discordant and facing such odds, that we must stand ever firmer to our goals, our morals - we must stand up for what is right and decent.
I walk around the streets, and I see good people. People who care. People who want to help. Never lose that drive, and follow through, like an arrow let loose to the mark. Hit it, and hold fast, no matter the costs.
I walk around the streets, and I see good people. People who care. People who want to help. Never lose that drive, and follow through, like an arrow let loose to the mark. Hit it, and hold fast, no matter the costs.
Written By Rosalind
Sept. 4, 2022, 6:40 p.m.(4/27/1018 AR)
I think sometimes I put my foot in my mouth more times than not.
Written By Thea
Sept. 4, 2022, 6:02 p.m.(4/27/1018 AR)
Sometimes paths shift into one you didn't realize were needed. You do what's best for the other. And it's ok. Relationships change but the friendship is still there. Growth--it's an amazing thing.
Written By Pasquale
Sept. 4, 2022, 12:50 p.m.(4/27/1018 AR)
Relationship Note on Gaspard
A stalwart fighter and a fine Knight to have at your side in any conflict.
Written By Pasquale
Sept. 4, 2022, 12:47 p.m.(4/27/1018 AR)
I've spent significant time and effort making Nilanza's forces the best they could be but never, until now, have I really had an opportunity to see the fruit of that labour. I'm pleased. They served with every bit of courage and skill that I could have hoped.
Written By Kiera
Sept. 3, 2022, 10:57 p.m.(4/25/1018 AR)
Relationship Note on Savio
our recent conversation left me both affirmed and challenged. I relish that
Written By Lisebet
Sept. 3, 2022, 5:22 p.m.(4/25/1018 AR)
I have been remiss writing my journals lately. I suppose I should fix that. I just feel like I've nothing to say. With all that is going on, it leaves me somewhat speechless. I shall however try.
I did have some interesting conversations this week, enjoying my usual trip to the hall of Heroes. It made me sad a little, and reflective, as it seems a good friend may one day be memorialized there.
And thus, back I go again to speechless.
I did have some interesting conversations this week, enjoying my usual trip to the hall of Heroes. It made me sad a little, and reflective, as it seems a good friend may one day be memorialized there.
And thus, back I go again to speechless.
Written By Mattheu
Sept. 2, 2022, 8:07 p.m.(4/23/1018 AR)
Scholar. I find myself with an over flowing garden. Many flowers have been planted over the years and I've been so good and watchful for each to keep them growing. They will find their end and I dry out their seeds to let them be planted and allow their children per say find the sun and warmth of a dance under the breeze with bells singing around them another season.
It's in these moments that we realize there's so much in this world that is of a beauty that we might never get to fully see and enjoy. We need to hold onto these moments, share them with who we can in that moment. They will never be repeated. No matter how much we seek to find them again, they won't be the same as they were.
Don't take it for granted that you woke up today. Grab everything to pull yourself out of the silks from under sail and go find someone to share a dance with. Give them a flower and don't worry about what it might mean or says about your feelings towards them. Sometimes a flower is simply a means to share beauty with another. To show them that you're thinking about them, and wish that they could be there for a dance or slip under sail.
It's in these moments that we realize there's so much in this world that is of a beauty that we might never get to fully see and enjoy. We need to hold onto these moments, share them with who we can in that moment. They will never be repeated. No matter how much we seek to find them again, they won't be the same as they were.
Don't take it for granted that you woke up today. Grab everything to pull yourself out of the silks from under sail and go find someone to share a dance with. Give them a flower and don't worry about what it might mean or says about your feelings towards them. Sometimes a flower is simply a means to share beauty with another. To show them that you're thinking about them, and wish that they could be there for a dance or slip under sail.
Written By Lucita
Sept. 2, 2022, 1:42 p.m.(4/23/1018 AR)
Relationship Note on Quenia
Cousins, allies, friends of many years. It is my pleasure to provide music occasionally for your gatherings.
Written By Lucita
Sept. 2, 2022, 1:39 p.m.(4/23/1018 AR)
Relationship Note on Talwyn
Talwyn's Song - April 1018
Oh, sweet Tally, how I miss you, dear
Yet only in my dreams do you appear.
I watch the seas for you every day
Wondering how long you'd stay away
When your duty draws you to Saikland.
To watch o'r our children I understand.
But my Tally, with your musical gift,
Those songs you play our spirits lift.
And here is where you are needed now
Bring the children, make a way somehow.
Sweet handsome Tally, you have to know
Without you at my side, my burdens grow.
Our music, so beautiful, true and pure
Is needed in Arx, its people to assure.
Come home and share your joy and dreams
Being apart is far harder than it seems.
On the gentle wind this song I release
Hoping soon this loneliness will cease.
Oh, sweet Tally, how I miss you, dear
Yet only in my dreams do you appear.
I watch the seas for you every day
Wondering how long you'd stay away
When your duty draws you to Saikland.
To watch o'r our children I understand.
But my Tally, with your musical gift,
Those songs you play our spirits lift.
And here is where you are needed now
Bring the children, make a way somehow.
Sweet handsome Tally, you have to know
Without you at my side, my burdens grow.
Our music, so beautiful, true and pure
Is needed in Arx, its people to assure.
Come home and share your joy and dreams
Being apart is far harder than it seems.
On the gentle wind this song I release
Hoping soon this loneliness will cease.
Written By Nigel
Sept. 2, 2022, 9:59 a.m.(4/22/1018 AR)
I am thinking to join the Salon. Is it still in the mode to be a member? We shall see.
N.
N.
Written By Nigel
Sept. 2, 2022, 9:50 a.m.(4/22/1018 AR)
I think that love is about choice. The choice of time, the choice of effort, the choice of working on love - getting out what you put into it.
So is the duty of family, now that I wrote that down --
Is everything a choice --
Likely so.
N.
So is the duty of family, now that I wrote that down --
Is everything a choice --
Likely so.
N.
Written By Nigel
Sept. 2, 2022, 9:47 a.m.(4/22/1018 AR)
It's been quiet. Spring's allowed to be, I think. It allows me a moment to slow down and enjoy the way that everything changes as the season progresses.
For now, I will put the thoughts of snow behind me,
N.
For now, I will put the thoughts of snow behind me,
N.
Written By Brady
Sept. 1, 2022, 6:30 p.m.(4/21/1018 AR)
Let me tell you of a story that was just not kind,
It involves me leaving everyone on Arx behind.
I took a boat on a trade mission. It was supposed to be quick.
Then a snow storm hit, I'm going to be sick.
I made it out alive, that was the best.
But now I was stuck in the tundra of the west.
Let me tell you, snow isn't fun when lakes and rivers freeze your way home,
I wish I was at least, alone.
The spring thaw saved me from the insanity,
And now I'm back f'ers, where's my money?
You know you owe me some, that loan wasn't for free.
This part doesn't rhyme at all, but this trip wasn't free!
It involves me leaving everyone on Arx behind.
I took a boat on a trade mission. It was supposed to be quick.
Then a snow storm hit, I'm going to be sick.
I made it out alive, that was the best.
But now I was stuck in the tundra of the west.
Let me tell you, snow isn't fun when lakes and rivers freeze your way home,
I wish I was at least, alone.
The spring thaw saved me from the insanity,
And now I'm back f'ers, where's my money?
You know you owe me some, that loan wasn't for free.
This part doesn't rhyme at all, but this trip wasn't free!
Written By Ariel
Sept. 1, 2022, 7:49 a.m.(4/20/1018 AR)
Relationship Note on Malesh
spouse
Written By Ariel
Sept. 1, 2022, 7:48 a.m.(4/20/1018 AR)
Relationship Note on Malesh
My husband, I am reminded everytime I see him what lengths he goes through to make me happy.
Written By Mabelle
Aug. 30, 2022, 1:25 p.m.(4/17/1018 AR)
Pieces of art has begun arriving to the new gallery for safekeeping before being transfered to the Art District of Artshall once it is rebuilt:
A lovely piece by Duchess Farshaw and the most impressive tapestry by Lord Eswynd.
Curating again, I think, is a healing process for me. I'm not quite for an artist myself but seeing the art district burned before my eyes and speaking to artists later who have lost some of their life's work entrusting it there has been quite traumatic for me. Guilt is an awful thing. Guilt is something I carry everywhere nowadays.
This note was supposed to be inspiring.
The Gallery is supposed to be inspiring.
I hope that by collecting new pieces I will be able to inspire Artshall's artist to create again and hopefully once rebuilt, they will still choose Artshall to be their home. House Laurent offers commissions to artists who lost their work in the fire and struggle for livelyhood, ten folds their normal fee and gifts a honeystone to nobles who choose to make a new donation.
I look forward to seeing what more will come my way, what the last events will inspire people to create.
A lovely piece by Duchess Farshaw and the most impressive tapestry by Lord Eswynd.
Curating again, I think, is a healing process for me. I'm not quite for an artist myself but seeing the art district burned before my eyes and speaking to artists later who have lost some of their life's work entrusting it there has been quite traumatic for me. Guilt is an awful thing. Guilt is something I carry everywhere nowadays.
This note was supposed to be inspiring.
The Gallery is supposed to be inspiring.
I hope that by collecting new pieces I will be able to inspire Artshall's artist to create again and hopefully once rebuilt, they will still choose Artshall to be their home. House Laurent offers commissions to artists who lost their work in the fire and struggle for livelyhood, ten folds their normal fee and gifts a honeystone to nobles who choose to make a new donation.
I look forward to seeing what more will come my way, what the last events will inspire people to create.
Written By Sen'azala
Aug. 30, 2022, 7:51 a.m.(4/16/1018 AR)
First White I've written in a long, long time. First I've written under this name at all. I'm sure it should probably be something wise, or remarkable.
I'm still here.
I'm still here.
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