Written By Ripley
June 25, 2021, 10:30 p.m.(9/21/1015 AR)
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There was a waterfall, and I was a little smelly from the road.
It looked real refreshing and the water around it was nice and deep. Toad and I went for a swim. His ears floated on the water. How can he have a problem with boats and but he loves swimming around. There was a trout in the water, musta been as long as my arm. I saw it I think after Toad saw it and he tried to get it. I thought that there was nothing Toad loved more than a fresh from the oven biscuit or the block of iron by his bed.
Nope. He loved that fish. He looked half the fool as he was trying to catch it. Tail and ears going everywhere. I thought for sure it was gonna get away.
He caught our dinner for that night. Surfaced with a grin and the tail of that fish pierced by a tooth, paddling for all he was worth.
These trips used to be lonely. Well, no not lonely. Just pretty quiet and okay yeah, lonely at times. Toad makes it better.
Caprice'd make it better. But some things need doing without the sun.
Toad's a pretty good consolation. He sleeps good in a tree too.
There was a waterfall, and I was a little smelly from the road.
It looked real refreshing and the water around it was nice and deep. Toad and I went for a swim. His ears floated on the water. How can he have a problem with boats and but he loves swimming around. There was a trout in the water, musta been as long as my arm. I saw it I think after Toad saw it and he tried to get it. I thought that there was nothing Toad loved more than a fresh from the oven biscuit or the block of iron by his bed.
Nope. He loved that fish. He looked half the fool as he was trying to catch it. Tail and ears going everywhere. I thought for sure it was gonna get away.
He caught our dinner for that night. Surfaced with a grin and the tail of that fish pierced by a tooth, paddling for all he was worth.
These trips used to be lonely. Well, no not lonely. Just pretty quiet and okay yeah, lonely at times. Toad makes it better.
Caprice'd make it better. But some things need doing without the sun.
Toad's a pretty good consolation. He sleeps good in a tree too.
Written By Ripley
June 25, 2021, 9:47 p.m.(9/21/1015 AR)
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Toad doesn't like boats.
Never saw him eat so fast and then bring his food up so fast.
I'll have to remember that in the future. No toads on boats. Toads don't really live in water a lot so I guess that makes sense?
My feet hit the ground anyways and I brought him with me. There's a scratching in my skull again and it's not in Arx and pulled me away. So I'm getting off the boat and we'll walk the rest of the way. Somewhere north? North east? Somewhere in that direction.
At least it's the summer and she wants me to go, not the winter. We stick to the shade, we'll be fine.
Toad doesn't like boats.
Never saw him eat so fast and then bring his food up so fast.
I'll have to remember that in the future. No toads on boats. Toads don't really live in water a lot so I guess that makes sense?
My feet hit the ground anyways and I brought him with me. There's a scratching in my skull again and it's not in Arx and pulled me away. So I'm getting off the boat and we'll walk the rest of the way. Somewhere north? North east? Somewhere in that direction.
At least it's the summer and she wants me to go, not the winter. We stick to the shade, we'll be fine.
Written By Tesha
June 25, 2021, 6:40 p.m.(9/21/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Baelor
I think my next trip to the Cloudspine will be in search of an elusive and often grumpy silver haired member of the Gold Order to see how his troll hunting is going.
Written By Raymesin
June 25, 2021, 5:08 p.m.(9/21/1015 AR)
Tanith ambushed me today, Scholar. Pulled me into the sunlight and the rain and made me kiss her. It was wonderful, even if wet leather isn't anyone's friend.
Enjoy the moments, you who read these words. We come from the Queen and we go back to the Queen; it's the moments between that define who we truly are.
Enjoy the moments, you who read these words. We come from the Queen and we go back to the Queen; it's the moments between that define who we truly are.
Written By Tanith
June 25, 2021, 5:05 p.m.(9/21/1015 AR)
Kissed my husband in the rain today. The sun was shining and hot, wet leather is not as delightful as it sounds but it was a nice break to a stressful day. Putting this in my Whites so my nieces and nephews are reminded of what's important: making time to ground yourself, however you have to.
Written By Tanith
June 25, 2021, 4:29 p.m.(9/21/1015 AR)
In my bakery, beating sense into the dough after a bit of news. Well done, I suppose, but to what end?
My cakes born of disgust taste just as sweet as the rest, at least.
My cakes born of disgust taste just as sweet as the rest, at least.
Written By Thea
June 25, 2021, 3:21 p.m.(9/21/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Malcolm
Send you box of butter tarts. Got it....
Written By Svana
June 25, 2021, 10:04 a.m.(9/20/1015 AR)
I have been married twice now and I carry the name Grayhope with me. My children all have the name Grayhope, regardless of which marriage they were born from. Grayhopes are foundlings; with most of my family dead or unknown to me, I made my own.
Eight chubby, dimpled little hands reaching for me day after day - it's not as bad as it sounds.
Eight chubby, dimpled little hands reaching for me day after day - it's not as bad as it sounds.
Written By Malcolm
June 25, 2021, 7:58 a.m.(9/20/1015 AR)
Butter tarts. Should have stopped at one. maybe two. Way too much of a good thing.
Written By Cambria
June 25, 2021, 12:16 a.m.(9/20/1015 AR)
On a completely unrelated topic, there is some new artwork within the manor that I both adore and am driven to madness by. I almost hope that the artist will one day produce more on the subject matter, and yet I wonder if at that point I would finally understand the saying "too much of a good thing."
Written By Cambria
June 25, 2021, 12:12 a.m.(9/20/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Ilira
I spent a most wonderful evening with Ilira Whisper. It is not often I have the opportunity to visit the Whisper House, so when the invitation came, I was only too glad to accept it. The true delight, however, was the conversation we shared. I am perhaps in the minority when it comes to admitting that a very difficult question was posed to me, and I am grateful for it. We should all be so fortunate as to have someone in our lives who can present us with such questions, as well as patiently listen to our answers.
Written By Zakhar
June 24, 2021, 11:15 p.m.(9/19/1015 AR)
If a Nob'l asks a question, everyone writes back. When anyone else does... This is what they went to war for? More destructive than before.
Written By Piccola
June 24, 2021, 9:19 p.m.(9/19/1015 AR)
Wise general, be discreet in speaking and you will be useful during the good times and avoid punishment during the bad.
Written By Cambria
June 24, 2021, 8:36 p.m.(9/19/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Hadrian
They say no one is perfect...
But he does the best impression of it I have ever seen.
But he does the best impression of it I have ever seen.
Written By Michael
June 24, 2021, 3:26 a.m.(9/18/1015 AR)
Did Queen Triscali always have a statue in the Hall of Heroes?
Written By Esme
June 23, 2021, 11:54 p.m.(9/18/1015 AR)
My Most Beloved,
I have read about love in marriage and about being the one for someone. Oh, but darlings, we are all called to love. We are not to shun it or avoid it. Perhaps love grows in marriage. Perhaps love is found in the touch of a lover, a smile of a child, a smell of a perfume, a memory of so many things. There has never been one saying that we cannot love. For love is the one thing that separates us from the dark. The love that casts the light when there seems to not be any hope. The reason behind all that we do and believe can be done. In one form or another, is it not love? Limerance is love. There is always a concept of that in our society. There is no greater thing than love and that is how it should be. It is an undefinable concept, much like the Gods themselves. Concepts. Creations. Ideals.
Marriage is not the denial of love, it is just we live in a society that also has duty to it. While I would never deny a person their love of who they love, sometimes that match is not an ideal for the power structure in which we live. Some of us are born to families that need bonds built to hold the ties that bind the society as a compact, to craft allies, to secure succession and unity. There is a great depth of strength in understanding one's duty and honoring it. To move forwards in life and accept the oaths of fealty and of fidelity of lands.
You can be the one to many. Our hearts are not only singular in feelings. They are vast and ever changing. Love is simply that, love. It does not see the oaths of promise. It does not see the depths of fealty. Love is something of it's own that crosses borders. That crosses understanding. That simply is and we should revel when we find it. To see people in love, it always stuns me to the miracle of it.
My darlings. You are so deeply loved. You are given love back in the depth that you feel it from Limerance, the concept of that love. We are loved by those around us. You may not know it, it might not be your time on the path just yet, but it will be there. For we are not doomed to a loveless life, we must hold our patience and in that know that our paths are taking us to the peak of our journey. On that journey we will find the love. For those that pray, Limerance answer to love is not no. It is simply the answer of wait. Which, I confess, is sometimes the most horrid of answers. Please though, know you are amazing in your creation and loved now, loved then, loved still, and loved forever more.
I have read about love in marriage and about being the one for someone. Oh, but darlings, we are all called to love. We are not to shun it or avoid it. Perhaps love grows in marriage. Perhaps love is found in the touch of a lover, a smile of a child, a smell of a perfume, a memory of so many things. There has never been one saying that we cannot love. For love is the one thing that separates us from the dark. The love that casts the light when there seems to not be any hope. The reason behind all that we do and believe can be done. In one form or another, is it not love? Limerance is love. There is always a concept of that in our society. There is no greater thing than love and that is how it should be. It is an undefinable concept, much like the Gods themselves. Concepts. Creations. Ideals.
Marriage is not the denial of love, it is just we live in a society that also has duty to it. While I would never deny a person their love of who they love, sometimes that match is not an ideal for the power structure in which we live. Some of us are born to families that need bonds built to hold the ties that bind the society as a compact, to craft allies, to secure succession and unity. There is a great depth of strength in understanding one's duty and honoring it. To move forwards in life and accept the oaths of fealty and of fidelity of lands.
You can be the one to many. Our hearts are not only singular in feelings. They are vast and ever changing. Love is simply that, love. It does not see the oaths of promise. It does not see the depths of fealty. Love is something of it's own that crosses borders. That crosses understanding. That simply is and we should revel when we find it. To see people in love, it always stuns me to the miracle of it.
My darlings. You are so deeply loved. You are given love back in the depth that you feel it from Limerance, the concept of that love. We are loved by those around us. You may not know it, it might not be your time on the path just yet, but it will be there. For we are not doomed to a loveless life, we must hold our patience and in that know that our paths are taking us to the peak of our journey. On that journey we will find the love. For those that pray, Limerance answer to love is not no. It is simply the answer of wait. Which, I confess, is sometimes the most horrid of answers. Please though, know you are amazing in your creation and loved now, loved then, loved still, and loved forever more.
Written By Zakhar
June 23, 2021, 11:36 p.m.(9/18/1015 AR)
A dream of crashing waves smashing into the hull of the small boat, then two dancing shadows just under cresting waters. A bump then another. A trial to can we out row it, whatever it is before it shatters the skull and boat. Servants with self destructive masters seek to out run the shadows. It's worthless to attempt and to simply give it what is sought after... The easier and better choice. Diving off the ledge to find two serpents chasing and seeking, they look at me with glowing ruby eyes. I am not what they seek. The boat is easily crushed under the weight of their bodies, then the world goes dark.
Something larger than which I've ever seen, rising out of the waters. Even the serpents run and hide. My home. And isle of unknown location is crushed by a shade, all but water remains. I float for days to watch a crew be picked off one by one, I am the only one that is allowed to go on.
...
Clive. is this madness?
I know what I must do.
I'll make it an arm piece.
They'll eat it up.
Something larger than which I've ever seen, rising out of the waters. Even the serpents run and hide. My home. And isle of unknown location is crushed by a shade, all but water remains. I float for days to watch a crew be picked off one by one, I am the only one that is allowed to go on.
...
Clive. is this madness?
I know what I must do.
I'll make it an arm piece.
They'll eat it up.
Written By Piccola
June 23, 2021, 11:35 p.m.(9/18/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Cambria
Too often I think the Peerage protests the situation they find themselves in.
Too rarely do Peerage appreciate what they can have, if they simply search for it.
Death should remind us to find what we seek in what we have.
Too rarely do Peerage appreciate what they can have, if they simply search for it.
Death should remind us to find what we seek in what we have.
Written By Medeia
June 23, 2021, 9:31 a.m.(9/16/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Cambria
Imagine if we all received back the love we gave. If we knew it, without question, that even if the sentiment was left unsaid that someone loved us as much as we loved them. So that even if there was no "one," there was some.
But it is far too easy to not recognize the love one is given. And easier still to say nothing of the love one feels when you've been taught it has no place in your duty.
Perhaps I am wrong for believing that love and duty should go hand in hand.
But it is far too easy to not recognize the love one is given. And easier still to say nothing of the love one feels when you've been taught it has no place in your duty.
Perhaps I am wrong for believing that love and duty should go hand in hand.
Written By Cambria
June 23, 2021, 12:01 a.m.(9/16/1015 AR)
For all that I have written about love rarely playing a role when it comes to marriage among the Peerage - deep down, I think everybody wants to be 'the one' for somebody.
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