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 Denica
July 13, 2021, 12:13 a.m.(10/28/1015 AR)
Don't you think it's a little late to be trying to win my affection?
Written By Denica
July 5, 2021, 9:15 p.m.(10/13/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Victus
I fully support Astrid on this. We need a moat.
Written By Denica
July 2, 2021, 3:24 a.m.(10/6/1015 AR)
We've been fighting here for so long
Choking down the same stale smoke
Don't worry where I am or what you can't see
I've walked these shadows before
And I know who'll plant the seed
I couldn't cut glass with silk
You couldn't tell right from wrong
They will run for every corner, but I see
My soul's on fire and it's for me
(Crimson red, canary yellow and burnt orange swirls chaotically in streaks of oil paint cradling the charcoal scrawled words written across the page.)
Choking down the same stale smoke
Don't worry where I am or what you can't see
I've walked these shadows before
And I know who'll plant the seed
I couldn't cut glass with silk
You couldn't tell right from wrong
They will run for every corner, but I see
My soul's on fire and it's for me
(Crimson red, canary yellow and burnt orange swirls chaotically in streaks of oil paint cradling the charcoal scrawled words written across the page.)
Written By Denica
June 20, 2021, 12:59 p.m.(9/11/1015 AR)
I enjoy a quiet morning, watching the waves crash below. Having a cup of black coffee, some toast with jam and plotting revenge. So peaceful.
Written By Denica
May 16, 2021, 3:03 p.m.(6/25/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Valerian
In the short time I've known my protege, he has matured quickly as an artistic force. I will continue to encourage him to push the envelope, because unlike most, he continues to surprise me with what he creates. It's inspiring, but it also forces me to look at who I am and what I want to achieve.
Written By Denica
May 16, 2021, 3:03 p.m.(6/25/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Valerian
In the short time I've known my protege, he has matured quickly as an artistic force. I will continue to encourage him to push the envelope, because unlike most, he continues to surprise me with what he creates. It's inspiring, but it also forces me to look at who I am and what I want to achieve.
Written By Denica
May 1, 2021, 3:51 p.m.(5/23/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Thea
You know someone is a true friend when they agree to help with something with little information. Your sense of adventure and twisted humour never cease to make me smile. When our forces combine, it is like a raging storm, and I suspect there is nothing we cannot achieve. This should strike fear into the hearts of many, but in the end, I know they adore you, just as much as I do.
Written By Denica
April 26, 2021, 3:44 p.m.(5/13/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Valerian
My latest and most lovely protege.
I am excited for what we will create together, and while I will share everything I know, I suspect I will learn something too. It is rare that I find a kindred spirit in my mission for art and truth. While the city doesn't lack artists, each one has their own style and objectives. Not everyone shares such a unique and willing mind, that can harmonize with my own.
The art world should quake and shiver, knowing that we are about to emerge as a unified force.
I am excited for what we will create together, and while I will share everything I know, I suspect I will learn something too. It is rare that I find a kindred spirit in my mission for art and truth. While the city doesn't lack artists, each one has their own style and objectives. Not everyone shares such a unique and willing mind, that can harmonize with my own.
The art world should quake and shiver, knowing that we are about to emerge as a unified force.
Written By Denica
April 25, 2021, 3:14 a.m.(5/10/1015 AR)
The plot's afoot and the game is on.
Written By Denica
April 17, 2021, 1:08 p.m.(4/23/1015 AR)
I see colour in the dark, and so I cannot sleep. It is those dreams I wonder about now, so far out of reach. Did I manage to shake these thoughts off? No, not yet.
Written By Denica
April 12, 2021, 6:34 p.m.(4/13/1015 AR)
You can charm anyone, but a cat.
Written By Denica
April 8, 2021, 2:09 a.m.(4/4/1015 AR)
I can still feel the sea,
underneath my feet.
It throws me.
The howling doesn't stop.
I howl back at it.
The city welcomes me.
I remember you,
it says.
Those roots run through,
all your spaces.
Water doesn't stop,
it only diverts.
Here I am. Next Chapter.
underneath my feet.
It throws me.
The howling doesn't stop.
I howl back at it.
The city welcomes me.
I remember you,
it says.
Those roots run through,
all your spaces.
Water doesn't stop,
it only diverts.
Here I am. Next Chapter.
Written By Denica
Aug. 1, 2020, 10:43 a.m.(10/5/1013 AR)
Lady Snow purrs loudly, yet the music is wasted on me as I lay in bed - eyes staring at the ceiling of my room. A spell, a mood swing, I don't know what came over me. I lay in bed - turning memories and regrets over and over in my head, wearing them smooth and unable to cut but they still manage to manufacture an edge to do so. I will never be rid of them, I think.
To think it started out small, a minor upset, but it spiraled down and down till I was avoiding my family and locked myself in the bedroom. I am trapped in the dark room of my mind; the place I was born in, surrounded by a vast emptiness - a void.
I have remained for far too long, it was comfortable, but the room is shrinking now. Ominous almost. I need to let in some light, to open the windows and freshen the web of tangled thoughts instead of ruminating over and over again.
(A splash of midnight-ink darkens the bottom of the page, a messy outline of an abstract head could be made out - freakishly long, fuzzy arms sprout from the lower sides of the page and tightly clutch at its head. Its mouth is agape, almost too wide to be human, in a silent scream.)
To think it started out small, a minor upset, but it spiraled down and down till I was avoiding my family and locked myself in the bedroom. I am trapped in the dark room of my mind; the place I was born in, surrounded by a vast emptiness - a void.
I have remained for far too long, it was comfortable, but the room is shrinking now. Ominous almost. I need to let in some light, to open the windows and freshen the web of tangled thoughts instead of ruminating over and over again.
(A splash of midnight-ink darkens the bottom of the page, a messy outline of an abstract head could be made out - freakishly long, fuzzy arms sprout from the lower sides of the page and tightly clutch at its head. Its mouth is agape, almost too wide to be human, in a silent scream.)
Written By Denica
Jan. 23, 2020, 7:09 a.m.(8.416924189814814/17.34775462962963/1012.6180770158179 AR)
This boat race thing has got me all fired up! It's still a few months away, but that gives me enough time to practice.
Written By Denica
Aug. 29, 2019, 10:08 p.m.(9/27/1011 AR)
Relationship Note on Athaur
Yay! I've got a protege and not only that, look how musical he can be!
Be prepared, Arx. Here we come.
Be prepared, Arx. Here we come.
Written By Denica
Aug. 27, 2019, 10:22 p.m.(9/23/1011 AR)
Prince Artur's play was truly an emotional event. I'm certain it moved everyone to tears and educated many in the rich history of House Redrain. We could do with more events like these!
Oh! And the cast was amazing too.
Oh! And the cast was amazing too.
Written By Denica
June 30, 2019, 11:33 p.m.(5/18/1011 AR)
I had to battle my protege for the crown of thorns. It was so much fun. I thank both Zara and Athaur for such a fun.
Written By Denica
June 30, 2019, 11:30 p.m.(5/18/1011 AR)
Oh my prince. I feel so complete seeing you.
Written By Denica
June 30, 2019, 4:13 a.m.(5/17/1011 AR)
My my. I managed to win a Steelsilk gown. It is oh so lovely. I thank all who ran the tournament of thorns. What fun I had.
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