Written By
Lyra
June 19, 2023, 3:22 a.m.(1/8/1020 AR)
A trip home to Cedar Vale is always refreshing, though as wonderful as it is to be back in Arx amongst my friends, I feel sorrow that I had to relinquish the companionship of my darling peahen Eugenie.
In her stead I have brought with me a cinder kitten, though with the breed being renowned for their independence and bloody-mindedness, training will be a trial I'm sure. Thick leather gloves are perhaps a wise purchase.
Written By
Delia
June 18, 2023, 6:41 p.m.(1/8/1020 AR)
What a fun way to learn more about the other cultures and to sample their wears!
June 18, 2023, 6:19 p.m.(1/8/1020 AR)
Relationship Note on
Denica
Amazing artistry!
June 18, 2023, 4:34 p.m.(1/8/1020 AR)
I hate winter, Scholar. Snow whistling around the streets and straight down the back of my neck, ice forming everywhere especially where you don't want it, and people saying that the city looks so much better like this. Try the Lowers - half the snow is yellow or grey thanks to the soot of thousands of chimneys, while the other half is slush under the wheels of carts and the feet of people. That slush gets pressed into ice, and freezes solid, and sometimes when you stand on it you go through to whatever's beneath it - which is usually unpleasant, as the rain usually cleans the streets and there is no rain to do that in winter. At least the smell is kept to a reasonable level, that's the most pleasant thing I can say of it.
June 18, 2023, 11:55 a.m.(1/7/1020 AR)
Princess Denica's mural on the ceiling of the Elysian Ballroom at Whisper House is stunning. Truly unparalleled artistry! The details are fine, the blending of stories masterful. I am uncertain if I became dizzy due to its magnificence or having to tilt my head back so long to admire it - I think Lucita's suggestion to put chaise lounges in the ballroom is an excellent one. It was absolutely worth traipsing across the Sovereign in such snowy conditions, and I am thankful to Radiant Aconite for her gracious hospitality.
June 18, 2023, 1:53 a.m.(1/6/1020 AR)
A few days ago, Trevor overheard us talking over preparations to return to Glacial Grove at the city's first thaw. Since, his nurse has come to me daily to tell of his troubled sleep. It will be months away yet, but that isn't a comfort so long as he knows we are still going. One day he will grow used to it. Sooner than most, I hope, for not having the memory of any home other than the one we've made here. Until then, I can spend a few nights sleeping in a chair in his room. The Gilded Page has piles of stories I can try to distract him with.
June 17, 2023, 10:15 a.m.(1/5/1020 AR)
A cold wintery evening spent musing about the past and future with an old friend. I've spent worse evenings!
June 15, 2023, 11:24 a.m.(1/1/1020 AR)
Oh how I've missed my furs.
Written By
Jan
June 15, 2023, 10:40 a.m.(1/1/1020 AR)
What is it about temptation that makes us so willfully forgetful of pain or regret? Knowing something will hurt you and yet still being drawn in. Is it a human condition or do all sentients struggle with this nonsense. Maybe this time I will learn.
June 14, 2023, 9:43 p.m.(12/28/1019 AR)
It had been too long since I last sat a spell in the shrine of the Queen of Endings. I certainly owed her some time. It seems I still have the ability to remain still enough that the spiders eventually end up in my hair. Getting them out when leaving required the aid of a disciple.
How very odd it was to regard the skulls - especially those for the people I have cared about - and note the changes in my life since last I sat and looked at them. It makes me grateful that I still have the opportunity for change.
Once, I cared very much about making my uncle proud. Then, I cared very much about avenging him. Now? I am uncertain if I did either. I am further uncertain if it matters if I did or did not make him proud or avenge him.
There are so many living people - and spiders - to be concerned with.
Written By
Agric
June 14, 2023, 7:36 a.m.(12/27/1019 AR)
Whenever I have time to visit the Shrine of the Queen of Endings, I am struck by the brilliance of the memorial wall. Each skull is so masterfully made and full of meaning. It is truly artwork worth revisiting.
June 14, 2023, 2:53 a.m.(12/26/1019 AR)
Along with the correspondence on my desk this morning was a beautifully wrapped gift. I do so love gifts, most especially the unexpected ones. The layers of wrappings were quickly dispatched to reveal a starlight silk fan that glittered with the adornment of gems. A note enclosed revealed the sender to be Lady Mabelle Laurent whom is fast becoming a friend. The most surprising thing about it all however is that the fan was crafted by Dame Ida Ferron. I can quite see how such a thing of beauty could be an effective weapon in the right hands, so shall start with attempting to decapitate a candle by swishing and swooping it around.
Written By
Jan
June 13, 2023, 11:04 p.m.(12/26/1019 AR)
There was an easier way to make boundaries and loyalties clear. I wonder if I will decide things anything other than the hard way.
June 11, 2023, 9:31 p.m.(12/22/1019 AR)
Relationship Note on
Ida
Sometimes the need to indulge is undeniable. If we were not in the Thirteen Days, I might allow myself a feeling of regret. It is not the season, and it is not a necessity. Yet, I marvel and celebrate.
June 11, 2023, 8:20 p.m.(12/22/1019 AR)
It's time to start layering mittens and doubling up my scarves.
June 11, 2023, 6:19 p.m.(12/22/1019 AR)
Finally situated into some bigger rooms, now I just need to do some decorating
Written By
Delia
June 11, 2023, 6:11 p.m.(12/22/1019 AR)
Did you know that beetle carapaces mix into red paint? I do now thanks to Lady Medeia's lecture on paint this week.
June 11, 2023, 5:45 p.m.(12/22/1019 AR)
This evening, I missed a lecture that I would rather have liked to attend. A 'make and take' event (a concept which I do not think I have previously encountered), it concerned pigments and paints. Not remotely my customary type of focus, admittedly, but it might well have been interesting to try. Unfortunately by the point that I discovered it was happening (with my customary alacrity and timeliness), it was already underway - and I did not manage to organise myself to accomplish something so significant as getting out the door and across the city to reach it in time. Still, I shall have to try to remain alert for any future instances of this sort of thing, and I do hope that it proved popular! Lady Medeia Saik's name is one which I shall have to try to remember, especially if she hosts any future events of this sort.
June 11, 2023, 3:52 p.m.(12/21/1019 AR)
Art is less what we see with our eyes, but more what we feel with our whole being.
Written By
Jan
June 11, 2023, 12:55 p.m.(12/21/1019 AR)
Fucking figures. Going all in crosses my mind and then it becomes clear it's a selfish choice. I have got to stop breaking own rules.