Written By Lyra
March 6, 2021, 10:46 a.m.(1/23/1015 AR)
Note to self: Remember to make time for people in the future. Infuriating and as difficult as they might be, it's perhaps worth the effort.
Written By Aconite
March 6, 2021, 9:44 a.m.(1/23/1015 AR)
One project is started. Another will begin as soon as I am able to catch up with one of the Softest Whispers, slated for Spring or perhaps early Summer. And Now I have another idea.. but where am I going to find a jewelry willing to work in tediously tiny detail?
Also I need more time. There never seems to be enough.
Also I need more time. There never seems to be enough.
Written By Medeia
March 6, 2021, 2:15 a.m.(1/22/1015 AR)
I sang, Scholar. Yes, publicly. Well, I mean, there was something of an audience. Lady Kaia and Lord Martino Malvici held dance lessons at La Rosa d'Ebano, and Lady Kaia asked if I would accompany the Black Rose musicians she had hired. I'm still not certain how she knew I could sing - I really don't make a habit of singing for anyone. I imagine Lord Martino told her at some point. And since I am fairly certain my dear old friend was the cause for this request I couldn't reasonably say no to, I of course made sure that the song we performed was one I learned about five years ago in Southport. It had been written a few years earlier than that, even, about a certain young nobleman's exploits at a ball. A lively and fun tune.
There were no serious mishaps on the dance floor by any of the students, and everyone seemed to enjoy themselves. I saw a few new faces, but did not have a chance to meet any of them. And Lady Kaia's outfit was gorgeous! She had an outfit made to go with the deeplight coral necklace from the Coral Ball auction. What a vision.
There were no serious mishaps on the dance floor by any of the students, and everyone seemed to enjoy themselves. I saw a few new faces, but did not have a chance to meet any of them. And Lady Kaia's outfit was gorgeous! She had an outfit made to go with the deeplight coral necklace from the Coral Ball auction. What a vision.
Written By Sylvana
March 6, 2021, 1:06 a.m.(1/22/1015 AR)
You ever have a dream that feels so real, when you wake up you're sometimes not sure if you're still dreaming? How do we know we aren't dreaming now? They call life the dream don't they? Or did I dream that?
Did I dream the people I've been meeting? People that make me feel more alive than I'd ever felt? Are they just a fragment of my mind as I struggle to wake? How can we ever be sure what's real? Do we ever know for sure?
Did I dream the people I've been meeting? People that make me feel more alive than I'd ever felt? Are they just a fragment of my mind as I struggle to wake? How can we ever be sure what's real? Do we ever know for sure?
Written By Amanita
March 6, 2021, 12:58 a.m.(1/22/1015 AR)
The people of House Leporidae are most extraordinary indeed.
First and foremost, there is my lovely patron, Lady Sylvana Leporidae, who married into the family. While she is a little different in terms of what I think most people expect from a Leporidae, she is every bit a member of the family -- and she is a wonder. So magnificent. It is not often enough I meet people with my love of nature, or who I feel like I can share that with fully, but Lady Sylvana and I see eye to eye on the matter of Petrichor and all of his gifts. Not only is she helping me understand nature better, she is also a confidante. I can share most anything with her and she keeps it held to her heart. A true friend.
Precious Maharet is the first Leporidae I met when I came to Arx. Like Sylvana, she is a true friend to me. Both women are like autumn leaves. Precious Maharet has a fitting name and title, and an even more fitting nickname: "The Jewel of the Mountain". We must make time for each other in the future, when our schedules allow. Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
More recently I have had the pleasure of getting to know Lady Andromeda Leporidae. She is both strong inside and out. Perhaps it is her outer strength that people notice first, but her inner strength becomes apparent once you speak to her. She is loyal and perhaps a little stubborn, but I have never faulted anyone for two such traits. She would do anything for those she cares about. Gods help anyone who stands in her way.
Last but not least is Lord Remus. He is the House tactician. I do not know him well, but beneath his exterior is a playfulness and comraderie that makes him an easy conversation partner. I shall have drinks with him again soon.
First and foremost, there is my lovely patron, Lady Sylvana Leporidae, who married into the family. While she is a little different in terms of what I think most people expect from a Leporidae, she is every bit a member of the family -- and she is a wonder. So magnificent. It is not often enough I meet people with my love of nature, or who I feel like I can share that with fully, but Lady Sylvana and I see eye to eye on the matter of Petrichor and all of his gifts. Not only is she helping me understand nature better, she is also a confidante. I can share most anything with her and she keeps it held to her heart. A true friend.
Precious Maharet is the first Leporidae I met when I came to Arx. Like Sylvana, she is a true friend to me. Both women are like autumn leaves. Precious Maharet has a fitting name and title, and an even more fitting nickname: "The Jewel of the Mountain". We must make time for each other in the future, when our schedules allow. Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
More recently I have had the pleasure of getting to know Lady Andromeda Leporidae. She is both strong inside and out. Perhaps it is her outer strength that people notice first, but her inner strength becomes apparent once you speak to her. She is loyal and perhaps a little stubborn, but I have never faulted anyone for two such traits. She would do anything for those she cares about. Gods help anyone who stands in her way.
Last but not least is Lord Remus. He is the House tactician. I do not know him well, but beneath his exterior is a playfulness and comraderie that makes him an easy conversation partner. I shall have drinks with him again soon.
Written By Piccola
March 6, 2021, 12:41 a.m.(1/22/1015 AR)
Wise general, throughout your life advance daily and never cease.
In one's life. there are levels in the pursuit of study. In the lowest level, a warrior studies but nothing comes of it. In the middle level she is still useless but is aware of his own insufficiencies and can also see the insufficiencies of others. In a higher level she has pride concerning her own ability, rejoices in praise from others, and laments the lack of ability in her fellows. In the highest level a warrior has the look of knowing nothing. But there is one transcending level, and this is the most excellent of all: the warrior is aware of the endlessness of entering deeply into her identity and never thinks of herself as having finished.
She who has no thoughts of pride but with self-abasement understands existence.
In one's life. there are levels in the pursuit of study. In the lowest level, a warrior studies but nothing comes of it. In the middle level she is still useless but is aware of his own insufficiencies and can also see the insufficiencies of others. In a higher level she has pride concerning her own ability, rejoices in praise from others, and laments the lack of ability in her fellows. In the highest level a warrior has the look of knowing nothing. But there is one transcending level, and this is the most excellent of all: the warrior is aware of the endlessness of entering deeply into her identity and never thinks of herself as having finished.
She who has no thoughts of pride but with self-abasement understands existence.
Written By Lucita
March 5, 2021, 10:40 p.m.(1/22/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Rysen
And now Rysen is gone? So many losses, so very many losses.
Written By Viviana
March 5, 2021, 9:08 p.m.(1/22/1015 AR)
After lengthy consideration, I have decided that I will require a rival and a tempestuous affair - one in the same.
Only the foolishly brave.
Or the reverse.
Only the foolishly brave.
Or the reverse.
Written By Vashtalyn
March 5, 2021, 8:41 p.m.(1/21/1015 AR)
Inspiration came to me in dreams and now my mind is filled with wonders. I must strive to bring these visions of imagination to reality, in my work, and in the dance of life.
Written By Brigid
March 5, 2021, 4:35 p.m.(1/21/1015 AR)
I don’t believe that I’m meant to travel by sea.
Written By Eirene
March 5, 2021, 4:28 p.m.(1/21/1015 AR)
I made my children dance at the Malvici hosted ballroom dancing class. They've been taking lessons from the Whispers, as young nobles ought to, but since they were MY kids they started trying to step on eachother's toes. And then Iris was playing Spin it to Win it with her cousin Palania while Idris hit up the buffet. It was nice to see them playing though. Kids deserve a chance to be kids before we throw adulthood and other shit at them.
Written By Natasha
March 5, 2021, 4:22 p.m.(1/21/1015 AR)
I had an idle thought, in my first few weeks in Arx, that it is surely a coincidence that I keep stumbling onto avenues I need. They often manifest in the little things; a small innocuous detail, insignificant within the frame of a small window of time but something I noticed because I tend to notice most nuances in my day.
But it happens so often these days that I cannot help but wonder whether someone or something is pushing me towards a certain place, or a specific end, moving me like a piece on the board. Such a thing occurred again the other day - random, unexpected, but would have been extremely confusing to me if a friend had not invited me to a place on a rare night out, a week prior. Both separate incidents, occurring in two different times, the motivations behind them absolutely unconnected to one another, except for this little thing I noticed in the first event that is more significant in the second.
It is not the first time. It occurs to me quite frequently, since I arrived.
But it happens so often these days that I cannot help but wonder whether someone or something is pushing me towards a certain place, or a specific end, moving me like a piece on the board. Such a thing occurred again the other day - random, unexpected, but would have been extremely confusing to me if a friend had not invited me to a place on a rare night out, a week prior. Both separate incidents, occurring in two different times, the motivations behind them absolutely unconnected to one another, except for this little thing I noticed in the first event that is more significant in the second.
It is not the first time. It occurs to me quite frequently, since I arrived.
Written By Ripley
March 5, 2021, 12:45 p.m.(1/21/1015 AR)
It's stuck inside my head. Taking over everything again. I just want to take my fingers and pry apart my head and pull it out. I've tried everything I can think of to excise it from my head short of literally excising it from my head. There's no direction I'm led, nothing. I've been melting coins and half finishing this and that.
Come out, come out, wherever you are. Whoever you are. Tell me your name, show me something before I pull more hair before I lose it.
Come out, come out, wherever you are. Whoever you are. Tell me your name, show me something before I pull more hair before I lose it.
Written By Cirroch
March 5, 2021, 12:19 p.m.(1/21/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Sasha
The messenger only said days away... There's only one thing I can think of that manages to fall into being days away. I'd like to believe that I am ready to welcome more to the house. The other four have been quiet lately. This can only mean that they are plotting something. We've had the cakes on constant watch since the quiet fell.
Written By Zakhar
March 5, 2021, 12:15 p.m.(1/21/1015 AR)
Just because it is in the kitchen over the hearth does not mean that it is edible. Two notes. TWO. Both telling you not to eat the blue.
Written By Haakon
March 5, 2021, 10:56 a.m.(1/21/1015 AR)
If bodies are made to wait overlong for a battle, the restless will find their own strifes to fill the wait, and the Wind is ever restless.
Thus, the most sought after sort of folk are they who bring you a fight, saving a body the need to search.
Thus, the most sought after sort of folk are they who bring you a fight, saving a body the need to search.
Written By Sunaia
March 5, 2021, 10:31 a.m.(1/21/1015 AR)
I think one of my favorite things to see is the light in someone's eyes brighten when they talk about anything they're passionate about.
Written By Sunaia
March 5, 2021, 8:34 a.m.(1/20/1015 AR)
Amanita Whisper sent the most beautiful present to me. Seriously -- it's just -- well. It's shiny. No telling here. It's very fine and I'll keep that surprise until - the - right - time. Oh. Then, the sly Lady Mabelle -- she swooped in like a very fashionable bird of prey and sent me a gift too. Which, like the previous, will be awaiting the right time.
They're almost too delicate.
(Mark my words, Scholar Einar.)
I have to remind myself that I can be delicate if I want to be.
(Yes, I do look well rested -- thank you for noticing!)
They're almost too delicate.
(Mark my words, Scholar Einar.)
I have to remind myself that I can be delicate if I want to be.
(Yes, I do look well rested -- thank you for noticing!)
Written By Deva
March 5, 2021, 7:27 a.m.(1/20/1015 AR)
If you have to give up everything that makes something meaningful in order to save it, is it really worth fighting for? I suppose if it still helps others, yes, even if you'll never see it yourself.
Written By Ember
March 5, 2021, 7:24 a.m.(1/20/1015 AR)
On the twelfth day of the twelfth month of 1013 AR, I made a decision. It was then that my life began, as I know it currently. I spent some months wondering if I had been correct in my decision.
On the nineteenth day of the first month of 1015 AR, I made another. It is not a new beginning. It is further vindication of that decision in 1013. I made the correct choice. I stopped fighting, and embraced myself. I could have spent my entire life struggling in vain. Instead, I am strong.
To you reading this, be you scholar, noble peer, common folk, historian hundreds of years on... You can be strong, too. Fight your enemies. Fight them and win. Do not make yourself weak by trying to be something you are not. Do not show the world your soft belly and ask it to take pity on you. Show the world who you truly are.
An enemy who has found inner peace is the most dangerous and frightening enemy of all. Be this enemy to those who oppose you.
On the nineteenth day of the first month of 1015 AR, I made another. It is not a new beginning. It is further vindication of that decision in 1013. I made the correct choice. I stopped fighting, and embraced myself. I could have spent my entire life struggling in vain. Instead, I am strong.
To you reading this, be you scholar, noble peer, common folk, historian hundreds of years on... You can be strong, too. Fight your enemies. Fight them and win. Do not make yourself weak by trying to be something you are not. Do not show the world your soft belly and ask it to take pity on you. Show the world who you truly are.
An enemy who has found inner peace is the most dangerous and frightening enemy of all. Be this enemy to those who oppose you.
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