Written By Mia
July 17, 2021, 5:27 p.m.(11/9/1015 AR)
So often, I sit and read the journals left by others where they've marked the passing of time by the turn of a season, of another birthday, of the age of a child.
While it's true that these all denote the change of dates of a calendar, I've come to believe that the real mark of passed time is that one frozen moment where you look back at something that you used to do, or say, or -- most importantly -- believe and laugh at yourself. Then comes the inevitable realization that if this is some axiom of life, one day some time in the future, provided you live long enough, you'll be laughing again at who you are right now.
How jolly Lagoma must be. Sooner or later, she makes fools of us all.
While it's true that these all denote the change of dates of a calendar, I've come to believe that the real mark of passed time is that one frozen moment where you look back at something that you used to do, or say, or -- most importantly -- believe and laugh at yourself. Then comes the inevitable realization that if this is some axiom of life, one day some time in the future, provided you live long enough, you'll be laughing again at who you are right now.
How jolly Lagoma must be. Sooner or later, she makes fools of us all.
Written By Cesare
July 17, 2021, 5:13 p.m.(11/9/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Viviana
Sometimes recognition is comfort. Sometimes it's the deepest loneliness of all.
Written By Savio
July 17, 2021, 3:57 p.m.(11/9/1015 AR)
I did the best that I could do for as long as I could do it
But all the paths are closed to me; there is no way through this
I know that you'll be angry and I don't know what to say
No one ever jumps if they can find another way.
But all the paths are closed to me; there is no way through this
I know that you'll be angry and I don't know what to say
No one ever jumps if they can find another way.
Written By Sydney
July 17, 2021, 2:30 p.m.(11/9/1015 AR)
I received your gift.
Your duties have taken you to places I can't visit, but I often wonder after your wellbeing. I imagine this would elicit a simpering gaze in my direction, but that you might privately be pleased.
There is much and more left to do, and I hope to see even a fraction of it on this turn of the wheel, which I shall always treat as my last - for who indeed could replace Sydney Waterfall, even if they held glimpses and fragments of who she was in the turn prior?
Your duties have taken you to places I can't visit, but I often wonder after your wellbeing. I imagine this would elicit a simpering gaze in my direction, but that you might privately be pleased.
There is much and more left to do, and I hope to see even a fraction of it on this turn of the wheel, which I shall always treat as my last - for who indeed could replace Sydney Waterfall, even if they held glimpses and fragments of who she was in the turn prior?
Written By Viviana
July 17, 2021, 10:11 a.m.(11/8/1015 AR)
My lovely carved bed. The fragrance of the wood from a place that reminds me most of home, the salt air, warm skin musk, sticky haze and ginger and spiced rum. Alone, with silks and furs and my own heavy thoughts. Still and quiet. A passing moment of loneliness so profound that I thought it would shatter me. I sobbed. I wept myself to exhaustion. It's catharsis to cry --
Afterward, I met my eyes in the mirror across my quarters.
Saw myself.
Afterward, I met my eyes in the mirror across my quarters.
Saw myself.
Written By Zakhar
July 17, 2021, 9:07 a.m.(11/8/1015 AR)
It would be best if all are on the same page. Was pretty sure I was promised bones.
Though Gurte made a good stew. And, I suppressed myself. They were left A...live.
Though Gurte made a good stew. And, I suppressed myself. They were left A...live.
Written By Gloriel
July 16, 2021, 10:37 p.m.(11/7/1015 AR)
An eventful evening at House Grayson; a fine dinner with fine company. Well, save the one gentleman who arrived late and dressed like a pauper. He seemed rather fascinated with Duke Malcolm... but, he is a rather interesting man. Perhaps it was nothing.
Thought there was that comment about Whitepeak.
Thought there was that comment about Whitepeak.
Written By Cesare
July 16, 2021, 10:02 p.m.(11/7/1015 AR)
I watched when you woke this morning - that syrup-slowness, the shape of your shoulders as you pulled on your shirt. The way you looked out the window for a minute or more, as if there was something important over those daybreak roofs there only you could see. The curve of your neck in that cold dawn light, white as marble, the only time you could be mistaken for something so inert.
I cherished those moments in which you thought yourself unobserved; I didn’t want you to know I’d woken too. I wanted to watch the stretch-and-clutch of your ribs and know you were thinking of the day ahead. Maybe of then night before. Not some errant, unnecessary touch of guilt for having pulled me back from the mists of dreaming. When I let my eyes slip, looking at you from between my lashes yielded another picture, like a painting smudged by a careless hand. Just light and shadow, dappled together, always shifting. Isn’t that what we all are?
Some people would think it foolish, to find something so profound in such a simple act. But not you. I know you’d understand: This is what beauty is. These are the pieces of life that are worth gripping tighter than the rest, clasping closest. When we talk about hope, this is what we often forget.
I’m sorry this doesn’t rhyme. Maybe it’s not really a poem at all. But it’s for you.
I cherished those moments in which you thought yourself unobserved; I didn’t want you to know I’d woken too. I wanted to watch the stretch-and-clutch of your ribs and know you were thinking of the day ahead. Maybe of then night before. Not some errant, unnecessary touch of guilt for having pulled me back from the mists of dreaming. When I let my eyes slip, looking at you from between my lashes yielded another picture, like a painting smudged by a careless hand. Just light and shadow, dappled together, always shifting. Isn’t that what we all are?
Some people would think it foolish, to find something so profound in such a simple act. But not you. I know you’d understand: This is what beauty is. These are the pieces of life that are worth gripping tighter than the rest, clasping closest. When we talk about hope, this is what we often forget.
I’m sorry this doesn’t rhyme. Maybe it’s not really a poem at all. But it’s for you.
Written By Giada
July 16, 2021, 6:36 a.m.(11/6/1015 AR)
I'm expecting the Not Here to arrive anyday now. Well, I'm hoping it will because I've got a lot of work to do. A lot of work.
Written By Cassiopeia
July 16, 2021, 12:16 a.m.(11/6/1015 AR)
I got my first pair of boots. They pinch my toes. My sister told me I should wear them around the house with wet socks. I'm ready, winter!
Written By Lisebet
July 15, 2021, 11:31 p.m.(11/5/1015 AR)
Sunaia came to visit the other day. It was lovely to spend time chatting with her. I miss that, now that she's married and off living her life of adventure. I still recall her helping to teach me how to climb a tree and wincing at the bright white and blue of my armour.
Though now I think on it, she never did get me that Ashford armour. Ah well, I suppose the Farshaw colours suit me just as well.
Though now I think on it, she never did get me that Ashford armour. Ah well, I suppose the Farshaw colours suit me just as well.
Written By Denica
July 15, 2021, 9:06 p.m.(11/5/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Esme
While I'm pleased to hear my comment has caused you to think... I confess I am often far too sarcastic, and wasn't talking about affection, at all. That said, I do appreciate how many friends offered their services, in response.
As for 'winning' affection? Depends on how shallow the person is, I suppose?
As for 'winning' affection? Depends on how shallow the person is, I suppose?
Written By Medeia
July 15, 2021, 5:12 p.m.(11/5/1015 AR)
The feast at Eswyndol the other night was certainly entertaining! I never expected the competition to end in a five-way tie, but the combatants were truly formidable. I ended up having to call the entire thing to an end for fear they'd cause deadly internal injuries before any of them yielded. If ever one should need a body between them and another who wishes them harm? Consider Prince Raimon Thrax, Count Drake Wyvernheart, Lady-General Piccola Tessere, or Messeres Raven and Wagner. Watching them fight was like watching a particularly brutal dance. There was an elegance in their ability to avoid each other, inspiration found in their relentless determination to stay on their feet. I am pleased to report that my concern over lasting injuries appears to have been outsized. They all were content enough with the bit of sport that they agreed to split the prize among them.
I believe I will have something special sent along to Archlector Giada. Never underestimate a Lycene; it will end poorly. She's an impressive person. And my gratitude is entirely Cesare's for his assistance getting everything ready for the feast. I've recovered most of my energy since my injury, but it will be a few more days before the stitches can come out. Bending and lifting are not good ideas, so having a pair of extra hands was a boon. Also, the evening resulted in me having reason to visit the Academy of War. I wouldn't blame them for thinking I'd gotten lost when I arrive! It should be interesting.
I believe I will have something special sent along to Archlector Giada. Never underestimate a Lycene; it will end poorly. She's an impressive person. And my gratitude is entirely Cesare's for his assistance getting everything ready for the feast. I've recovered most of my energy since my injury, but it will be a few more days before the stitches can come out. Bending and lifting are not good ideas, so having a pair of extra hands was a boon. Also, the evening resulted in me having reason to visit the Academy of War. I wouldn't blame them for thinking I'd gotten lost when I arrive! It should be interesting.
Written By Noah
July 15, 2021, 1:50 p.m.(11/5/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Elizabetha
I think I miss my sister this week. Perhaps.
It's all this wedding talk, I know she would want to throw herself into it with the others. She might also assist me in an outfit, if I must wear a new one. Surely, the one I like is fine. Right?
It's all this wedding talk, I know she would want to throw herself into it with the others. She might also assist me in an outfit, if I must wear a new one. Surely, the one I like is fine. Right?
Written By Esme
July 15, 2021, 1:41 p.m.(11/5/1015 AR)
Can affection truly be won?
I have pondered this question, Most Darlings, as I read it. Now I understand that I am not typical when it comes to my affections. For I do not believe in strangers. I believe that we are all best friends and our souls are just meeting again. Surely, we are the closest of people, yes? This means that no one has had to win my affection, I give it freely.
I am just curious though, how does affection become won?
I have pondered this question, Most Darlings, as I read it. Now I understand that I am not typical when it comes to my affections. For I do not believe in strangers. I believe that we are all best friends and our souls are just meeting again. Surely, we are the closest of people, yes? This means that no one has had to win my affection, I give it freely.
I am just curious though, how does affection become won?
Written By Zakhar
July 15, 2021, 11:02 a.m.(11/4/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Xanthe
Furniture IS NOT JUST A PIECE. It is where you're going to fall in love, fall asleep, curl up with a good tome, have a chat with a long lost friend, relax after a long day, allow someone to grieve themselves upon. There's a million other ways that JUST A Piece of furniture is going to infect your life.
It should be a part of you! It will be a statement of who you are.
Just a piece of a thing!?
...
It should be a part of you! It will be a statement of who you are.
Just a piece of a thing!?
...
Written By Zakhar
July 15, 2021, 10:59 a.m.(11/4/1015 AR)
Have you ever seen a fish swimming an' nibbling at pearls? It's quite a sight. Even one to be able to freeze it in that space, little happiness block all of your own...
They're a treat to play with in metals and stones too. A nice lad just found a deal for them, handing them over. Good in a pinch I guess, though stank to high winds. Something about living in the market. I guess that's a place to be, though I spent too many years in that predicament. I prefer my hearth now.
Anyway, fish. They are fun to craft up.
Yes, yes. I'll send someone to untie you.
They're a treat to play with in metals and stones too. A nice lad just found a deal for them, handing them over. Good in a pinch I guess, though stank to high winds. Something about living in the market. I guess that's a place to be, though I spent too many years in that predicament. I prefer my hearth now.
Anyway, fish. They are fun to craft up.
Yes, yes. I'll send someone to untie you.
Written By Aelgar
July 15, 2021, 10:29 a.m.(11/4/1015 AR)
In a week, Explorer teams go to do some location scouts and closer missions. I have continued my practice and my exercising, including nearly being swept away by a storm in the new sloop. Good training for footwork and balance, that one! The ongoing preparations are having their effects, though, as I become a bit less clumsy and a bit more ready. Lady Medeia has generously shared her knowledge on healing and herbs with me (not to mention her own injuries!), starting a new leg in my medical training that should leave me even more valuable as a field medic. By now, I am confident that I am going to at least be able to carry my own weight in the survival efforts of the teams. I want more than just that, of course, but I ammaking easily seen progress.
Written By Mabelle
July 14, 2021, 11:42 p.m.(11/3/1015 AR)
When challenges are removed, flowers cease to arrive.
Written By Lisebet
July 14, 2021, 7:59 a.m.(11/2/1015 AR)
It was good to catch up with Ryhalt the other day and get a swing from my big brother. I enjoy moments like that. Family. It's important for us all to remember what it is that we are striving for.
I want that feeling of family and love for everyone.
I want that feeling of family and love for everyone.
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