Written By Marius
Oct. 17, 2021, 9:03 p.m.(5/25/1016 AR)
I write a caution, a caution with no ill intent. When you assume things about someone, especially in public...Ask yourself three things.
1. What does it benefit me, or anyone here for me to say or do such a thing?
2. Will this help or hurt my standing, or the standing of someone else?
3. Do I know this to be true enough to risk the consequences of my words or actions, or am I making a mistake and assuming with wild abandon?
I shall not tell you what to decide should you answer those questions one way or another, thinking about them enough should guide one to the right decision.
1. What does it benefit me, or anyone here for me to say or do such a thing?
2. Will this help or hurt my standing, or the standing of someone else?
3. Do I know this to be true enough to risk the consequences of my words or actions, or am I making a mistake and assuming with wild abandon?
I shall not tell you what to decide should you answer those questions one way or another, thinking about them enough should guide one to the right decision.
Written By Marius
Oct. 17, 2021, 8:54 p.m.(5/25/1016 AR)
It is with great pleasure that I write to record the arrival of Neve. More of our family are on their way from Greenhaven and soon we will all be returned. It is my hope and my desire that everyone knows our commitment to unity and our desire to see the Compact prosper. Now, it is our dream that we all stand Untamed and Unconquered.
Written By Hadrian
Oct. 17, 2021, 8:22 p.m.(5/25/1016 AR)
Lately I've found myself thinking more and more on the subject of pain, loss, anguish, and all these other upsetting emotions. There's two sides to every coin, but there comes a time when analogies eventually fail or are simply proven false. There are moments when the sun goes down and darkness settles in which I seem to find ideal for self-reflection next to a low fire, with a drink at hand.
It's in those moments that I feel the sting of pain and loss most acutely. Why do bad things happen to good people? I've been thinking about it ever since I stubbed my toe. Maybe that'll be something that needs to be asked of the Salon in the future.
It's in those moments that I feel the sting of pain and loss most acutely. Why do bad things happen to good people? I've been thinking about it ever since I stubbed my toe. Maybe that'll be something that needs to be asked of the Salon in the future.
Written By Hadrian
Oct. 17, 2021, 7:49 p.m.(5/25/1016 AR)
I've been so busy and distracted lately that I was just about to pen a journal to Vellichor, apologizing for my tardiness of late.
Then I realized I had, very briefly, completely forgotten Vellichor's name. No, no, not in any sort of mystical sense that would result in a flood of letters, hoping to know more! Just old fashioned, run of the mill, scatterbrained forgetfulness.
Sorry about that, Vellichor! I know I've been quiet lately, but sometimes we lowly mortals get a touch busy with whatever it is that catches our fancy from one day to the next. Keep being awesome, V! Keep on teaching people things and remembering stuff with your amazing self.
Then I realized I had, very briefly, completely forgotten Vellichor's name. No, no, not in any sort of mystical sense that would result in a flood of letters, hoping to know more! Just old fashioned, run of the mill, scatterbrained forgetfulness.
Sorry about that, Vellichor! I know I've been quiet lately, but sometimes we lowly mortals get a touch busy with whatever it is that catches our fancy from one day to the next. Keep being awesome, V! Keep on teaching people things and remembering stuff with your amazing self.
Written By Amari
Oct. 17, 2021, 7:25 p.m.(5/25/1016 AR)
Thank you all sincerely, for the kind words of late.
Written By Raymesin
Oct. 17, 2021, 6:55 p.m.(5/25/1016 AR)
So that was a silken wedding, Scholar. Tanith hauled me along. People said stuff, people got weepy. Apparently the party afterward was nice, but I couldn't take more time away from what needed to get done.
Do the people getting hitched always get asked questions like that? Or is a grilling what you get when you ask one of the Mirrormasks to hitch you, regardless? Either way, I'm glad Father Hamish didn't put us through that.
Do the people getting hitched always get asked questions like that? Or is a grilling what you get when you ask one of the Mirrormasks to hitch you, regardless? Either way, I'm glad Father Hamish didn't put us through that.
Written By Valencia
Oct. 17, 2021, 6:39 p.m.(5/25/1016 AR)
A life worth living is often marked with ups and downs. Good and bad. Joys and pains.
Such things remind us of the treasures we have held and hope to hold again.
I think it is fair to say that most of us have enjoyed bright moments and endured the darkest of days. And, though I am grateful for my life and have been very blessed in many fine ways, it would false of me to say that there have not indeed been times when I have questioned it all.
The lovely thing is that as we grow wiser though our experiences, and as much as we all wish for good luck, love or happiness for ourselves, we discover that there is something so beautiful in seeing these things finding their way to others as well. Especially for those who through their good hearts and deeds deserve to be gifted with such excellent things.
It gladdens my heart when good things happen to good people. If only to know that it can still happen in this wild and unpredictable world.
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Such things remind us of the treasures we have held and hope to hold again.
I think it is fair to say that most of us have enjoyed bright moments and endured the darkest of days. And, though I am grateful for my life and have been very blessed in many fine ways, it would false of me to say that there have not indeed been times when I have questioned it all.
The lovely thing is that as we grow wiser though our experiences, and as much as we all wish for good luck, love or happiness for ourselves, we discover that there is something so beautiful in seeing these things finding their way to others as well. Especially for those who through their good hearts and deeds deserve to be gifted with such excellent things.
It gladdens my heart when good things happen to good people. If only to know that it can still happen in this wild and unpredictable world.
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Written By Zakhar
Oct. 17, 2021, 6:33 p.m.(5/25/1016 AR)
Fine. It was allergies.
I wish the Lords Savio and Orland Amadeo a prosper future within their houses. And if they should need some sagely advice, they know where to find it.
I wish the Lords Savio and Orland Amadeo a prosper future within their houses. And if they should need some sagely advice, they know where to find it.
Written By Martino
Oct. 17, 2021, 3:32 p.m.(5/25/1016 AR)
My fairest eldest, Arsenia, is starting to be more brave in her... outbursts.
She is certainly creating and forming her own little personality of being a ferocious terror. But when those wide ice-blue eyes of hers glance up to me? How can I tell her off really?
She knows how to walk over me already.
She is certainly creating and forming her own little personality of being a ferocious terror. But when those wide ice-blue eyes of hers glance up to me? How can I tell her off really?
She knows how to walk over me already.
Written By Cassiopeia
Oct. 17, 2021, 3:30 p.m.(5/25/1016 AR)
There is nothing that makes me happier than to see happiness in others. That is something worth protecting. Those moments of hope and joy. May we revel in them and may we celebrate them. May we remember them when the day gets dark and the wind howls and brings the rains crashing down. For if we lose sight of them? We've chose to be blind.
Written By Natasha
Oct. 17, 2021, 1:57 p.m.(5/24/1016 AR)
I have had enough meetings this week, and several with my own family members, to warrant the conclusion as to how much still needs to be done, and longer term plans to help ensure the stability of House Thrax long after I am dust.
I remain heartened to see the activity and eagerness in my cousins, Prince Jasher and Princess Denica, as they push forward with their various projects and aims. I was glad to see the both of them returned to Arx a few months past, and even more, still, that they would integrate themselves so seamlessly in various endeavors. It was also a joy and relief to see another cousin, Prince Galen, more often in the last few weeks than I have the entirety of my life, and how effortless he remains in engaging others with his charm and stories. Watching him interact with my husband, and how well they have taken to one another, has been one of my quieter pleasures in the last month.
Our new guildmaster of the Crafters Guild, Messere Caprice Artiglio, continues to be an inspirational light amidst so much tension, chaos and disaster, and I look forward to witnessing what other magnificence she creates and encourages in the Compact.
I remain heartened to see the activity and eagerness in my cousins, Prince Jasher and Princess Denica, as they push forward with their various projects and aims. I was glad to see the both of them returned to Arx a few months past, and even more, still, that they would integrate themselves so seamlessly in various endeavors. It was also a joy and relief to see another cousin, Prince Galen, more often in the last few weeks than I have the entirety of my life, and how effortless he remains in engaging others with his charm and stories. Watching him interact with my husband, and how well they have taken to one another, has been one of my quieter pleasures in the last month.
Our new guildmaster of the Crafters Guild, Messere Caprice Artiglio, continues to be an inspirational light amidst so much tension, chaos and disaster, and I look forward to witnessing what other magnificence she creates and encourages in the Compact.
Written By Monique
Oct. 17, 2021, 12:40 p.m.(5/24/1016 AR)
Every night since my return I have dreamed the same dream. I stand on a deserted island off the coast of the Dune Kingdoms surrounded by an ocean of change. It is twilight in this dream of mine and as the soft glow of the sun sinking below the horizon deepens to dark night the island begins to shrink. I look up as the sand starts to slide my resisting feet toward the water and I see the midnight moon where I wish to be cradled. But it is so far away now, out of reach and all I have left in the dream is me. I am my own savior. I know the only way off is to dive in.
And then I wake.
And then I wake.
Written By Mabelle
Oct. 17, 2021, 11:55 a.m.(5/24/1016 AR)
Relationship Note on Klaus
I was not done.
Written By Kiera
Oct. 17, 2021, 10:51 a.m.(5/24/1016 AR)
Some social gatherings are lavishly planned affairs while others are simply chance meetings. The latter are no less precioud. I met Lord Tatus Vaveci, messereo theophania desmaris, lady temira eswynd and my dear friend mattheu rivenshari in the market for some pleasant conversation. turns out Temira wants a mastiff pup. I have a beautiful little boy waiting for her.
Written By Cesare
Oct. 17, 2021, 10:43 a.m.(5/24/1016 AR)
I was delighted to see how well-attended the wedding of my dear friends Lords Savio and Orland Amadeo was yesterday. I've said several times recently that I am perfectly capable of seeing foible and folly even in those I hold dear - I must be, to be a competent and useful Whisper - but I truly believe that, despite the tumult surrounding its announcement, this match will bring stability and prosperity to Bravura. Listening to the well-considered responses given in response to Archlector Giada by the newlyweds as they stood solemnly before the altar, I was struck both by how very different they were, each of them, in that moment, from the men I met a year ago; and by how keenly they considered their duty to each other, to the Compact, and to the people who will call them liege.
Of course, not every citizen of Bravura was present to hear those vows. Certainly the citizens of Bravura do not know the trials that Lord Orland and Lord Savio have endured in their short lives. They could not know how much these two have sacrificed, struggled, and stood steadfast to stand before the Gods yesterday. But soon they will know how dedicated these lords are to each other and to improving the lives of their people. I sincerely believe that.
Perhaps this seems overly hopeful, in reading it back; but I cannot help it. I am, by nature, a hopeful person.
Of course, not every citizen of Bravura was present to hear those vows. Certainly the citizens of Bravura do not know the trials that Lord Orland and Lord Savio have endured in their short lives. They could not know how much these two have sacrificed, struggled, and stood steadfast to stand before the Gods yesterday. But soon they will know how dedicated these lords are to each other and to improving the lives of their people. I sincerely believe that.
Perhaps this seems overly hopeful, in reading it back; but I cannot help it. I am, by nature, a hopeful person.
Written By Kiera
Oct. 17, 2021, 10:42 a.m.(5/24/1016 AR)
speaking of love, i arrived at the great cathedral just in time to hear orland and savio recite their vows to one another. They were heartfelt and very moving. the reception was lovely too with a gorgeous cake designed by Messere Tanith. Best of luck to the new couple. May the joy of the rest of their lives equal that of their wedding day.
Written By Mabelle
Oct. 17, 2021, 10:40 a.m.(5/24/1016 AR)
'Sorry’ is hard to express,
Especially if it's not what you mean,
Because shallow apologies are like worn out silk that has already lost its sheen.
‘Sorry’ is a difficult word,
Yet carries a heavy weight,
Heavier when meaningless certainly, you can drop yours in the ocean in a crate.
‘Sorry’ is a useful tool,
Though there’s uncertainty at your aim,
Since pointless needling is quite overdue and it's becoming rather lame.
‘Sorry’ is a word you keep using,
It matters not if for a lover or a wife,
Just keep all your ‘sorries’ because you’re giving me the worst headache of my life.
Especially if it's not what you mean,
Because shallow apologies are like worn out silk that has already lost its sheen.
‘Sorry’ is a difficult word,
Yet carries a heavy weight,
Heavier when meaningless certainly, you can drop yours in the ocean in a crate.
‘Sorry’ is a useful tool,
Though there’s uncertainty at your aim,
Since pointless needling is quite overdue and it's becoming rather lame.
‘Sorry’ is a word you keep using,
It matters not if for a lover or a wife,
Just keep all your ‘sorries’ because you’re giving me the worst headache of my life.
Written By Kiera
Oct. 17, 2021, 10:33 a.m.(5/24/1016 AR)
It was a week full of social gatherings. I attended the gathering held by House rivenshari, a place filled with the bustle of activity, music and children's laughter, Many of the songs and stories shared were about love which was appropropriate for a house filled with it. I could not think of a better way to spend an evening.
Written By Bianca
Oct. 17, 2021, 2:26 a.m.(5/24/1016 AR)
I find my dreams plagued of late and so I pray more, I pray with fervor because that is where I find my solace. Under the watchful gaze of the Gods, after I have exhausted myself with prayer, do I find what little uninterrupted rest I may claim. And I am grateful for it.
Written By Denica
Oct. 17, 2021, 2:04 a.m.(5/23/1016 AR)
I love the unexpected. I love the little details that re-write a story.
Tonight as I plunged feet first into the Bay of Thrax, I realized another year for me has past!
And what a year it's been. (smudge)
I danced. I laughed. I cried. I raged. I ran. I climbed. I fought. I fell. I was me.
I learnt that there's always someone. Someone to smile on a sad day. A ray of sun in a storm. That calm. That thing worth fighting for.
But sometimes the storms are the best part. Wind in my hair. That's art.
It's not all sunshine and roses. It's the hard times that draw those beautiful lines across our faces. It's the hurt that forces us to grow. To walk through the fire and see who we are. To live is truth.
So, another year coming. No sense in asking for anything more or less than what I deserve.
Tonight as I plunged feet first into the Bay of Thrax, I realized another year for me has past!
And what a year it's been. (smudge)
I danced. I laughed. I cried. I raged. I ran. I climbed. I fought. I fell. I was me.
I learnt that there's always someone. Someone to smile on a sad day. A ray of sun in a storm. That calm. That thing worth fighting for.
But sometimes the storms are the best part. Wind in my hair. That's art.
It's not all sunshine and roses. It's the hard times that draw those beautiful lines across our faces. It's the hurt that forces us to grow. To walk through the fire and see who we are. To live is truth.
So, another year coming. No sense in asking for anything more or less than what I deserve.
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