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Written By Leta

March 25, 2018, 9:04 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)

I am sorry for every time she embarrassed me, every time I asked her not to kiss me and every time I was mad at her for grabbing my ass because there were folk watching. I miss every kiss she didn't get to give me. I just thought we'd have time to make up for it. I was an idiot. She was always smarter than me, too.

Written By Orazio

March 25, 2018, 9:02 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Laric

This is a note mostly for the benefit of those who might seek to follow the illustrious Master of Questions advice as given recently in his journal:

Delegation? Yes. Excellent advice.

However, do not remove sleep from your regular routine, or even carve out 'two or three hours' from it on a regular basis. Your people deserve your best decision making skills, not you when you're so exhausted the words start to blur and 'Chaaaaaaarge' sounds like the best battle plan.

Sleep. Eat. Make regular attempts at enjoyment.

Written By Belladonna

March 25, 2018, 8:53 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)

Hm. Claiming sole ownership of open grief over one's passing... days after that selfsame deceased's sister openly declared grief for his passing. How gauche.

Written By Alarissa

March 25, 2018, 8:52 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Samael

I second Prince Laric. Delegation, and foist things off onto servants or assistants when you can. Carve out the time. Ten minutes here, a half hour there. And if you cannot have quantity, then ensure that you have quality. Astrid finds her way to sleep in my arms almost every evening and I would not trade that for the world.

Written By Aureth

March 25, 2018, 8:49 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)

In this time of loss, it is easy to blame ourselves for living; it is easy to recriminate. It is easy to feel one's pain more or less valid than another's. It is easy to resent someone else who has it easier than you; it is easy to be angry with others because of what you have lost.

If you have a choice between being kind, or not, choose kindness. It won't hurt you, and it may make things easier on someone else. And you, yourself, should be on your list of people to be kind to. Your loved one is gone now, gone to the arms of the Queen, but they would not wish you to bury yourself in guilt.

Mourning is always for what the living have lost, not for the dead. Bereavement is the time between being the person you were when the person you love is alive, and becoming, with the grace of Lagoma, the person you will be without them.

Be kind to yourself. Be kind to others. And remember:

All things must end so that they may begin anew.

Written By Laric

March 25, 2018, 8:43 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Samael

Time is a finite resource. Do less, delegate more. 'Sleep' tends to be a natural dead area where one can easily redistribute two or three hours to more pressing matters than one's personal rest and well-being.

Written By Margerie

March 25, 2018, 8:42 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Luis

My lord,
Thank you for sharing your account of that moment. I had heard tell of someone riding in after the Duke and had a good guess as to which member of the forces would risk themselves so entirely to protect the Duke. Your tale confirms my guess. The Sword of Artshall would be hard pressed to commit such memories to the public eye, but they are most worthy of being preserved.

Written By Alarissa

March 25, 2018, 8:35 p.m.(6/6/1008 AR)

I miss it, oddly. I'm used to the cat always there, following him, sitting on the bed like she owns it. Glaring at me, reaching out to swipe at me. He hurts from his shoulder and the burn and from the loss of her. Maybe she was a good cat, I don't know. I do know I'll have to have a portrait done of us soon and make sure that she is in it.

Written By Donaldo

March 25, 2018, 8:08 p.m.(6/5/1008 AR)

I have the luxury of living a live that is not mired in responsibilities and schedules.

I travel and I see such marvelous things and I am thankful.

I have seen terrible things now as well, and it makes me wonder...

Maybe I do not need to travel so much anymore?

Written By Brogan

March 25, 2018, 7:44 p.m.(6/5/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Valencia

I’ve written more than normal since returning from Stormwall. Seems that war can even bring out the philosopher in a drunken brawler these days. Lots of thoughts on living and no regrets. Well, seems I should follow my own advice.

All my life I’ve been searching for a home. All my life, I’ve been wanting more than that which was readily offered to me, more than parties, more than so-called friends who stood beside me out of personal gain. I always thought home would be a place, and indeed it is, but not in any physical sense.

It is a place in your heart and soul, and the heart and soul of a rare few. It is a feeling given by true friends.

I know this, my Princess, when I look at you I am home.

Written By Samael

March 25, 2018, 7:38 p.m.(6/5/1008 AR)

I wonder how my father did it. Duke Uriel, if you were here today I'd ask you. I'd ask you how you managed to do all that you did and to support our mother and be there for your children when they needed you. How did you manage your time? I need parenting advice, dad. Please.

Written By Apollis

March 25, 2018, 7:35 p.m.(6/5/1008 AR)

On the subject of Renata Igniseri, I wrote her from Setarco. Dear mother and all that. Are you proud of me? I fought for the Compact, Amarantha and I did. We were brave and valiant. We fought for the Lyceum, the Lyceum that you love so much. You always talk about it. We nearly died for it. Surely that's enough for you.

Written By Emily

March 25, 2018, 7:07 p.m.(6/5/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Ennettia

Drink thief!

Granted I am not overly upset by this action though I find it all together amusing. The Lady Ennettia is a rather singular personality and I find her to be something of eclectic soul. I am certain there is likely more but I will need to spend a great deal more time getting to know her. An endeavor that I will likely enjoy and not find a chore in the slightest.

Next time she wants to drink, she has only to ask but then that would take away the joy of thieving.

Written By Emily

March 25, 2018, 7:05 p.m.(6/5/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Peri

Swimming. I am not sure I can fathom the excitement for this task you have given yourself of teaching me to do so. I can not promise I will excel or likewise enjoy it but I will TRY. Boats and water are unpredictable forces - at least for me - and trees do not always float, Precious Pearl.

Written By Luis

March 25, 2018, 6:59 p.m.(6/5/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Norwood

Sir Norwood Clement, Sword of Artshall, a knight of principle and dedication. It is him upon which the Duchy of Laurent can present their laurels and appreciation. For in the midst of the valiant charge of beast and creature of the sea, did the Valardin cavalry race out to lay waste about them, but amidst the dark deed, did the Duke find himself unhorsed, injured and while to his credit, he did not fall completely, he did however find himself within a dark a terrible position. It was in such a moment that the Knight Clement did strike back the enemy, offer a hand and find himself down beside the Duke, fighting back to back.

With such bravery and action displayed it was an easy choice to march the foot forward and surround such courage, emboldened by the example set by the knight to aid him in the protection of his charge, to see the Duke from the field after a mighty show of force. It is for knight like Sir Norwood, that the compact does stand strong. Upon their backs do the concepts of honor and duty bear their fortitude, and it is because of knights like him that everyone else is able to feel their own burdens lessen, for he carries just a little more.

Thank you Sir Norwood for your commitment.

Written By Khanne

March 25, 2018, 6:28 p.m.(6/5/1008 AR)

My mind is still in a bit of a whirlwind about all that occurred at Stormwall. I stayed north, trying to help where I could... trying to speak with others who survived, to help them through everything they were feeling and thinking. We, as survivors, are of course happy we were able to; happy we can see our loved ones again, continue our paths to achieve goals set, see the sun rise another day... But, many also feel a sense of guilt... questioning why did they get to survive when the person standing beside them in battle may not have.

I was, at one point, going to give an account of what happened where I was, what I saw, but really, Felicia did an excellent job of that.

I have yet to return to Arx.. I was on my way when I received a request that had me changing paths and heading north again; to Farhaven. I've had a lot of time for contemplation and reflection; perhaps too much time... It's been welcome though in some ways. Gives me time to let it all sink in... what happened, what will be happening... the good, (the amazing), and the bad.... the next thing to prepare for.

The best moment was seeing Perce again. In that moment I felt the weight of the world rise up off my shoulders for a bit. It is the effect he has on me often. But I have also enjoyed the many messengers that find me, albeit a bit slowly. Well, I've enjoyed most of them, there were a few I'd rather have done without... but, I have received some from someone I have not met yet, though, I was the instigator, and I look forward to meeting them when i return to the city. At the least, perhaps I have another friend through correspondence.... that is how many of my best friendships began. I'm looking at you, Lianne... Mydas, or Ettore... that really is going to take getting used to...

Anyway, I am sure my scattered state of mind has left this entry incomprehensible enough. I should send it off now. I hope all is well in Arx!

Written By Titania

March 25, 2018, 5:56 p.m.(6/5/1008 AR)

It has been a while since I have written, I know I know I must do so more often. I find myself glad and yet troubled that the war is over and the pirate king dead. I am very glad to have my husband home safe and I am very thankful he will be able to see his child born, I am happy to have Marquis Malesh, Lady Arianna and Lord Graham home safe as well. But then I sit and I find myself feeling guilty for so many who did not make it home, for the men and woman who gave their lives to keep all safe.

I will specially miss Abbas, many do not know the man he truly was and many will never have that chance. Many saw him for a monster and I saw him as a friend and a teacher. I will forever remember his lessons and his words to me when I first came to Arx, I will always remember Abbas and I hope that perhaps we will meet again and we can have the chance to truly be friends.

From the Ashes

Written By Cambria

March 25, 2018, 5:25 p.m.(6/5/1008 AR)

A recent meeting with a Godsworn left me with this kernel of wisdom: every act made is a prayer. But to which god does the that of forgiveness fall under? It seems my less than pious side is thus shown for what it is with such a question, but such is life.

Written By Joscelin

March 25, 2018, 4:53 p.m.(6/5/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Morrighan

I've never had something so beautiful make me so enamored and frustrated at the same time.

Written By Caith

March 25, 2018, 4:52 p.m.(6/5/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Abbas

The conflict is over, the battles have been fought and the price of victory has been paid -- there have been so many losses, it makes the heart ache. Most of my loved ones have, thankfully, returned home but I mourn for those families that now have holes that cannot be filled. We raise our voices in remembrance and vow to never forget their sacrifice.

Yet there is someone no one openly mourns. Someone most are eager to forget.

Perhaps it is impolitic to be sad over the loss of Abbas. I know that he was responsible for horrific actions in his lifetime. I did not know him for very long but he always showed kindness to me and to those I love. Does that balance out the things that he did? Of course not but the measure of a person is not wholly black or white; humans are complex beings that cannot be distilled down into such simplistic terms. He left for war a man stripped of everything, a man seeking a path to redemption. It makes my heart sad that he left this world before being able to achieve that.

Maybe the world at large does not miss you, Abbas. But I do. You big jerk.

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