Written By Calliope
Feb. 25, 2017, 1:16 p.m.(12/26/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Valdemar
Written By Calliope
Feb. 25, 2017, 1:14 p.m.(12/26/1005 AR)
Written By Octavia
Feb. 25, 2017, 1:05 p.m.(12/26/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Ford
Written By Reese
Feb. 25, 2017, 12:09 p.m.(12/26/1005 AR)
I read your last Journal. I apologize that my poem was vague.
It is with a heavy heart and great sorrow that I report the passing of Lady Lili Bisland and Lady Sarielle Bisland.
They perished together in the Gray Forest trying to find their parents.
Princess Reese
Written By Isolde
Feb. 25, 2017, 11:05 a.m.(12/26/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Mydas
Written By Isolde
Feb. 25, 2017, 10:57 a.m.(12/26/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Cassius
Written By Isolde
Feb. 25, 2017, 10:53 a.m.(12/26/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Percephon
Written By Luis
Feb. 25, 2017, 10:28 a.m.(12/26/1005 AR)
It seems like one of the Bislands died. Hopefully I can find out who and send my friend my condolences.
Death seems to be happening more and more these days.
Written By Percephon
Feb. 25, 2017, 10:16 a.m.(12/26/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Isolde
Written By Magden
Feb. 25, 2017, 9:41 a.m.(12/25/1005 AR)
There's a time and a place for such things.
Not, obviously, for dogs.
Or... you know... to each their own.
I'm not judging.
Written By Magden
Feb. 25, 2017, 9:22 a.m.(12/25/1005 AR)
I don't wear shoes.
Other people wear shoes.
People who wear shoes are better at talking...
Are shoes magic?
Written By Magden
Feb. 25, 2017, 9:19 a.m.(12/25/1005 AR)
It's terribly distressing.
I think I use too many words.
Written By Magden
Feb. 25, 2017, 9:12 a.m.(12/25/1005 AR)
Which is good. What if it all suddenly fell out?
I'm glad to know I could continue in the face of such adversity.
Written By Magden
Feb. 25, 2017, 9:10 a.m.(12/25/1005 AR)
Vincere I didn't know as well, but I wanted to. Things happened so fast.
They always do.
Written By Magden
Feb. 25, 2017, 9:04 a.m.(12/25/1005 AR)
Sisters defend one another fiercely.
Sisters love each other, no matter their state of conflict or peace, and it's beautiful.
These have been my observations.
I'm not sure why they upset the Duchess so, but people do like a duel...
Written By Reese
Feb. 25, 2017, 7:13 a.m.(12/25/1005 AR)
The grief of a sister and the echo of a whisper.
Two flowers blooming, petals heated red. One stayed in meadow and one was wed.
The Lily bloomed in art and a hope toward healing.The Rose bloomed duty that became true feeling.
The loss of a love brought her back to Bisland. The heart of devotion kept them hand in hand.
Two flowers tread with petals heated red. The grief of a sister and the echo of a whisper.
One sister, steel taut in her mourning. One Whisper, the Bisland meadow, adorning.
United, roots touching, yearning for their father. United, roots touching, yearning for their mother.
Hope in their hearts, the echo of a parent’s song. With the grace of a whisper, the widow’s grief is strong.
Two flowers wilting, petals heated red. Both dash into the forest, to their dread.
United, roots touching, yearning for their father. United, roots touching, yearning for their mother.
Two flowers withered, their petals just fumes. Brought by the bringers, the ashes of their blooms.
The love of a sister, the grace of a whisper
The echo, the agony, of the red petals. To the silence our mettle and metal
For the Grace of whisper and the love two sisters.
Written By Rymarr
Feb. 25, 2017, 3:51 a.m.(12/25/1005 AR)
Written By Rymarr
Feb. 25, 2017, 3:51 a.m.(12/25/1005 AR)
Written By Belladonna
Feb. 24, 2017, 10:42 p.m.(12/25/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Lydia
Written By Hana
Feb. 24, 2017, 10:31 p.m.(12/25/1005 AR)
But now I think I need to learn a little more about them. Because I think there's something I *should* be doing for one of them, something I'm *supposed* to do... but I don't really know what that *is*.
Life is strange, sometimes.
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