Written By Michael
Sept. 27, 2020, 2:46 a.m.(2/7/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Medeia
Ugh
Written By Esme
Sept. 27, 2020, 12:36 a.m.(2/7/1014 AR)
My most darling readers,
I am not sure if you have found my white, but I wish you to know in these times; you are loved. You are far more than you think you are. You are the heroes of your own path and your own stories. You are the most unique creature that has ever lived. For even if your soul once belonged to another, YOU are the driving force of it now. In all the realms there is only one you (well this could branch off for Mirrormasks, but you know what I mean).
You are a glorious creation. You are loved by your Gods. You are loved by your family and friends, but even if mortals have failed your heart; your God will not. If you are lost and seeking something, find it upon in prayer to the Gods. Limerance loves you. He is the concept of love and fidelity, and that love and fidelity extends to you. He cares about your path. He wants you only to be all that you are meant to be; to understand the power that resides in your heart and soul.
Oh, my tired wanderer. I know the trials lately have been enough to break the strongest of hearts, but I ask that you be well. I ask that you know that your Faith is not lost. That you are not a burden but the children of Gods. You are protected by them. They see you. We see you. You are not just one in the sea of many, you are branded as beautiful. Only you can shape your own path and own story, such a thing as that makes you so strong. It makes you stronger than you think. For your mind may lie to you, but let me tell each of you; you are enough. You are loved.
For dark nights may come and you should greet them with open arms. Throw your arms wide and know that after the darkest of nights, the dawn always shines the brightest. You will be that bright light in the darkest hour of the storms around you. I call you not to fight against your brother, not to fight against your father, but to stand true in the beliefs that you have. To find that one small light of hope. For while in you, it might be but a small, smoldering spark - when you put it with another spark and another; we can craft an inferno when we stand together; unshackled. Free. For we are free. We are loved.
To those that have walked away from the Faith, please I bid to you to come back. Feel the warmth of the welcoming embrace. Perhaps the Faith has angered you, hurt you, done bad by you - sadly we are all human in that which we act. Even the most perfect make mistakes, but my darlings, we only long for you to come home. Whatever name you might call yourselves, whatever names you might be given, come home. Our embrace is open, we are awaiting our wayward children to come back to the fold. We do not wish to diminish what you are or what you have been through, we only want to offer our love and our protection.
For anyone that reads this.
You are loved.
You are love.
You are hope.
You do not stand alone.
I am not sure if you have found my white, but I wish you to know in these times; you are loved. You are far more than you think you are. You are the heroes of your own path and your own stories. You are the most unique creature that has ever lived. For even if your soul once belonged to another, YOU are the driving force of it now. In all the realms there is only one you (well this could branch off for Mirrormasks, but you know what I mean).
You are a glorious creation. You are loved by your Gods. You are loved by your family and friends, but even if mortals have failed your heart; your God will not. If you are lost and seeking something, find it upon in prayer to the Gods. Limerance loves you. He is the concept of love and fidelity, and that love and fidelity extends to you. He cares about your path. He wants you only to be all that you are meant to be; to understand the power that resides in your heart and soul.
Oh, my tired wanderer. I know the trials lately have been enough to break the strongest of hearts, but I ask that you be well. I ask that you know that your Faith is not lost. That you are not a burden but the children of Gods. You are protected by them. They see you. We see you. You are not just one in the sea of many, you are branded as beautiful. Only you can shape your own path and own story, such a thing as that makes you so strong. It makes you stronger than you think. For your mind may lie to you, but let me tell each of you; you are enough. You are loved.
For dark nights may come and you should greet them with open arms. Throw your arms wide and know that after the darkest of nights, the dawn always shines the brightest. You will be that bright light in the darkest hour of the storms around you. I call you not to fight against your brother, not to fight against your father, but to stand true in the beliefs that you have. To find that one small light of hope. For while in you, it might be but a small, smoldering spark - when you put it with another spark and another; we can craft an inferno when we stand together; unshackled. Free. For we are free. We are loved.
To those that have walked away from the Faith, please I bid to you to come back. Feel the warmth of the welcoming embrace. Perhaps the Faith has angered you, hurt you, done bad by you - sadly we are all human in that which we act. Even the most perfect make mistakes, but my darlings, we only long for you to come home. Whatever name you might call yourselves, whatever names you might be given, come home. Our embrace is open, we are awaiting our wayward children to come back to the fold. We do not wish to diminish what you are or what you have been through, we only want to offer our love and our protection.
For anyone that reads this.
You are loved.
You are love.
You are hope.
You do not stand alone.
Written By Hamish
Sept. 26, 2020, 11:24 p.m.(2/6/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Tanith
I'm very proud of what Mistress Tanith Grayhope has already done for the discipleship of our Queen of Endings, which is why I am happy to say that she has been made our new (third, chronologically) First Harlequin.
While her specialties are catching babies and warm hugs, I'd strongly encourage people to get permission before throwing either her way.
While her specialties are catching babies and warm hugs, I'd strongly encourage people to get permission before throwing either her way.
Written By Medeia
Sept. 26, 2020, 11:19 p.m.(2/6/1014 AR)
What did the Queen say when she looked out her window? Looks like another reigny day.
What did the Queen ask for to drink with breakfast? Royaltea.
Why is the Queen good at measuring? Because she's a ruler.
A woman who can't find someone to deliver her baby is having a midwife crisis.
Yes, scholar, I commit these puns to the archive in recognition of my joining the ranks of the Harlequins. You're very welcome.
What did the Queen ask for to drink with breakfast? Royaltea.
Why is the Queen good at measuring? Because she's a ruler.
A woman who can't find someone to deliver her baby is having a midwife crisis.
Yes, scholar, I commit these puns to the archive in recognition of my joining the ranks of the Harlequins. You're very welcome.
Written By Aurora
Sept. 26, 2020, 10:38 p.m.(2/6/1014 AR)
I have been away from the city for years. My home, where I was born and grew up. The streets I thought held everything grew too confining, and the constricting nature of the walls held too many memories. I have had many things to do since returning, my family to reconnect with and my shop to familiarize myself with once more. It is coming home, and I never thought I would be as glad as I have been to see that while everything changed, everything stayed the same too.
Marquessa Harthall, I am not ignoring your messages. I don't even know who you are to feel the need to ignore your messages. I shall humbly apologies for my rudeness in not responding immediately though.
Marquessa Harthall, I am not ignoring your messages. I don't even know who you are to feel the need to ignore your messages. I shall humbly apologies for my rudeness in not responding immediately though.
Written By Valerius
Sept. 26, 2020, 10:22 p.m.(2/6/1014 AR)
An interesting first day back to the city. Meeting the "Sea Cutlery of House Magnotta" and an amazing Seamstress in the same night. The conversation rolled on longer than I could have hoped and wish to meet both of them again.
Written By Valencia
Sept. 26, 2020, 9:39 p.m.(2/6/1014 AR)
There are some people in this world who are like a fresh breeze and a golden kiss of sunlight about them. No matter where they are they seem to have a beautiful way of bringing out the best out in those they are with.
It makes my heart smile to see such social artistry in action. Instead of drawing all eyes solely to their own attention, they honestly and earnestly seek to bring light to all in the room so that all may delight in the moment.
To witness this is perhaps one of the things I love best in this world. To see people so confidant and kind that they think nothing of sharing their light with others in their company so that they, too, have chance to blossom and bloom and be seen at the best.
That is the art and artistry of true courtiers and courtesans to be true.
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It makes my heart smile to see such social artistry in action. Instead of drawing all eyes solely to their own attention, they honestly and earnestly seek to bring light to all in the room so that all may delight in the moment.
To witness this is perhaps one of the things I love best in this world. To see people so confidant and kind that they think nothing of sharing their light with others in their company so that they, too, have chance to blossom and bloom and be seen at the best.
That is the art and artistry of true courtiers and courtesans to be true.
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Written By Sabella
Sept. 26, 2020, 9:20 p.m.(2/6/1014 AR)
Tonight I attended the official opening of Lady Mabelle's Dire Bee Lounge and it was absolutely fantastic! She has an amazing attention to detail when it comes to fashion but also it seems when it comes to designing anything at all! From the cozy atmosphere to the menu to the absolutely delicious drinks I had an incredibly fun time and saw so many familiar faces I know it will continue to be a huge success!
Written By Delilah
Sept. 26, 2020, 7:03 p.m.(2/6/1014 AR)
An excellent bit of haberdashery lies before me. Mal will never suspect.
Written By Rebecca
Sept. 26, 2020, 5:44 p.m.(2/6/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Svana
By far one of my most trusted tailors in Arx, her's was the first shop I visited upon my arrival in late summer. I was truly enraptured by her skill level.
Such care, such fine stitches and she listened to my specifications with all the skill of a true artisan as she was able to marry her vision with my imagings.
Also her tots are the cutest commoner sprats I've ever set my eyes on and I do love to support a working mother. She is as diligent as she is talented and House Malespero has happily modeled her work in the past.
Such care, such fine stitches and she listened to my specifications with all the skill of a true artisan as she was able to marry her vision with my imagings.
Also her tots are the cutest commoner sprats I've ever set my eyes on and I do love to support a working mother. She is as diligent as she is talented and House Malespero has happily modeled her work in the past.
Written By Orick
Sept. 26, 2020, 5:06 p.m.(2/6/1014 AR)
There is something about Arx that fuels my fire for creativity and I am left with no other options but to fan the flames and hope to not be consumed...
I suppose that is my long winded way of saying I wrote a poem. I intend to make a needlepoint of it for the classroom. If its well received, I could be inclined to add more stanzas.
Prepare
Measure twice, pour once
Careful now, steady hand
Work not suited for a dunce
Its focus we demand
Prepare your ingredients
Grind the poppy down to dust
Careful now, with expedience
This elixir has been known to rust
I suppose that is my long winded way of saying I wrote a poem. I intend to make a needlepoint of it for the classroom. If its well received, I could be inclined to add more stanzas.
Prepare
Measure twice, pour once
Careful now, steady hand
Work not suited for a dunce
Its focus we demand
Prepare your ingredients
Grind the poppy down to dust
Careful now, with expedience
This elixir has been known to rust
Written By Sunniva
Sept. 26, 2020, 3:34 p.m.(2/6/1014 AR)
How to deliver bad news is always something of a concern. Do it too softly, and the person receiving such news does not understand the truth of what is being said. Deliver it too harshly, and their shock and pain overtake them.
It is a fine line.
It is a fine line.
Written By Sunniva
Sept. 26, 2020, 3:21 p.m.(2/6/1014 AR)
I wonder at the slow erosion of simple manners. Not courtly manners, those are a creature unto themselves, but simple ones - saying please, thank you. Not replying to messages with even a simple 'Thank you but no!'. And nevermind expecting a simple, "Pardon me," when bumped!
Perhaps it is the way of the city now - after being away for many years, it is entirely possible that such niceties are simply not a part of life in Arx anymore.
Perhaps it is the way of the city now - after being away for many years, it is entirely possible that such niceties are simply not a part of life in Arx anymore.
Written By Sedna
Sept. 26, 2020, 12:06 p.m.(2/6/1014 AR)
The choice to move my hobby off Redreef grounds has been validated thrice over. Arx draws more of our loose-knit family closer together and I can't imagine half of them tolerating the noise. The studio at Bright Forge is better equipped to contain the mess. Not to mention, Seren and her smiths are a helpful, charming company to keep.
Written By Talwyn
Sept. 26, 2020, 11 a.m.(2/5/1014 AR)
A friend recently shared a poem she had written and had asked for a critique of it. However, she also admitted that she was a poor poet and asked for forgiveness.
A sincere effort never should need forgiveness. The words may not be perfect rhymes, the cadence may not be fully on target.
But if you have placed your heart within the words, you have never failed in art.
The only time you should ever consider forgiveness is if your intent was to be harmful with your words. If you are attempting to besmirch Jayus or the subject of your poetry, then yes, forgiveness should be asked.
But never for the honest attempt.
A sincere effort never should need forgiveness. The words may not be perfect rhymes, the cadence may not be fully on target.
But if you have placed your heart within the words, you have never failed in art.
The only time you should ever consider forgiveness is if your intent was to be harmful with your words. If you are attempting to besmirch Jayus or the subject of your poetry, then yes, forgiveness should be asked.
But never for the honest attempt.
Written By Aconite
Sept. 26, 2020, 9:43 a.m.(2/5/1014 AR)
In the chill, I have been able to spend what time I haven't been at Market working on my dances. I forgot how fun they were. I need a larger space to practice in I think. My social life has suffered some and I find myself missing the ruminative conversations with favorite people. Though I suppose part of me does not mind. There is some anticipation in hearing of the many victories of my friends. I can bloom again then the thaw comes.
Written By Amari
Sept. 26, 2020, 9:24 a.m.(2/5/1014 AR)
Mysterious? Me?
Maybe.
Maybe.
Written By Ida
Sept. 26, 2020, 9 a.m.(2/5/1014 AR)
Slowly, but surely, getting through the backlog of work. I don't like being behind, but I also don't like turning away people who are willing to trust me to make their blades. It's always a sort of balance, I suppose.
Written By Rowynna
Sept. 26, 2020, 7:18 a.m.(2/5/1014 AR)
I have had an incredibly busy few months away from the city, industrious even, as I settle into my position as Minister of Population for House Blackshore. I am indescribably thrilled that Baroness Skye saw enough merit within me to bestow the honour of the appointment, and I am eager to present to her my ideas, thoughts and observations which I have now compiled from those months in New Hope. Quite serendipitously I made the acquaintence of Lady Mabelle Laurent yesterday evening whilst working in the Great Archive, and she has offered me the benefit of her experience and wisdom in her own capacity as a Minister of Population. It will be good to discuss ideas with someone that has trod my path ahead of me.
Despite the ache and leaving New Hope, I am pleased to return to Arx as I found myself missing the city more than I imagined I might. I feel that I can finally look forward to the coming days and months with renewed anticipation.
Despite the ache and leaving New Hope, I am pleased to return to Arx as I found myself missing the city more than I imagined I might. I feel that I can finally look forward to the coming days and months with renewed anticipation.
Written By Preston
Sept. 26, 2020, 7:02 a.m.(2/5/1014 AR)
Surprises can come even when you do expect them.
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