Written By Ainsley
Feb. 27, 2017, 10:46 p.m.(1/3/1006 AR)
You know. My female lovers may be upset when they find out that I only sleep with men. I'm not sure why I didn't know this. I'm so glad someone finally told me!
Written By Ainsley
Feb. 27, 2017, 9:58 a.m.(1/1/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Ailys
The most patient, poised, caring, and kind woman you will ever meet. I love my sister dearly-- if you manage to make her frown I will break every bone in your body.
Written By Ainsley
Feb. 24, 2017, 7:43 a.m.(12/23/1005 AR)
It has been a month and ... today I was given a gift that actually brought joy to my heart.
Written By Ainsley
Feb. 18, 2017, 7:57 a.m.(12/11/1005 AR)
Yes.
While I am grieving the man I loved, who died fighting corrupted shavs, tell me how I do not care about the common people of Arvum. Tell me this while I was on the walls doing my best to protect the city while he was out there dying. Tell me this while I patrol the walls. Tell me this before even asking me my opinion.
Decide it for me, because you who has never met knows my heart and my mind.
While I am grieving the man I loved, who died fighting corrupted shavs, tell me how I do not care about the common people of Arvum. Tell me this while I was on the walls doing my best to protect the city while he was out there dying. Tell me this while I patrol the walls. Tell me this before even asking me my opinion.
Decide it for me, because you who has never met knows my heart and my mind.
Written By Ainsley
Feb. 15, 2017, 9:11 p.m.(12/6/1005 AR)
I thought that I knew what it felt to feel love.
Then I met Pietro Igniseri, and I realized that everything I thought I knew about love was wrong. From someone I expected to hate no less. He came to me all smiles and energy when I was frustrated and angry. I cannot pinpoint the exact moment that I loved him. Perhaps it was when he knocked me onto my ass in the sands. Perhaps it was when he cared enough to follow after I stormed out like an angry youth. Maybe it was the first time he smiled. Maybe it was his ridiculous messages. Maybe--
Maybe one day I will look back and I will find the moment. I will be able to say: "Pietro Igniseri stole my heart in this moment". Maybe I will not.
My chest is hollow now, that love is gone. Pietro took it with him.
The numbness is beginning to wear off and in its place a rage is building. My love was taken from me and his body is not even in Arx for proper burial. I will see it returned. I will see him home.
Then, I will see the one responsible for taking him from me punished.
By the gods, I will not stop until Tolomar Brand is brought low.
Then I met Pietro Igniseri, and I realized that everything I thought I knew about love was wrong. From someone I expected to hate no less. He came to me all smiles and energy when I was frustrated and angry. I cannot pinpoint the exact moment that I loved him. Perhaps it was when he knocked me onto my ass in the sands. Perhaps it was when he cared enough to follow after I stormed out like an angry youth. Maybe it was the first time he smiled. Maybe it was his ridiculous messages. Maybe--
Maybe one day I will look back and I will find the moment. I will be able to say: "Pietro Igniseri stole my heart in this moment". Maybe I will not.
My chest is hollow now, that love is gone. Pietro took it with him.
The numbness is beginning to wear off and in its place a rage is building. My love was taken from me and his body is not even in Arx for proper burial. I will see it returned. I will see him home.
Then, I will see the one responsible for taking him from me punished.
By the gods, I will not stop until Tolomar Brand is brought low.
Written By Ainsley
Feb. 14, 2017, 2:22 a.m.(12/3/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Pietro
Here I am now, hollow;
No heart beats within my chest.
He has gone where I cannot follow.
He has left my head full of unrest.
Here I am now, fallow;
No heart lives within my breast.
He has gone and left me sorrow.
He has taken of me the best.
Here I am now, barren;
No warmth within my skin.
He has gone and left me in famine.
He was the joy I held within.
Here I am...
He is not.
No heart beats within my chest.
He has gone where I cannot follow.
He has left my head full of unrest.
Here I am now, fallow;
No heart lives within my breast.
He has gone and left me sorrow.
He has taken of me the best.
Here I am now, barren;
No warmth within my skin.
He has gone and left me in famine.
He was the joy I held within.
Here I am...
He is not.
Written By Ainsley
Feb. 12, 2017, 6:33 a.m.(11/27/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Pietro
He is the joy I hold in my heart.
Written By Ainsley
Feb. 10, 2017, 3:07 p.m.(11/24/1005 AR)
*Written in inelegant script.*
Every time Pietro kisses me in public (usually in the training center) someone says, "I wasn't expecting that."
I'm not sure why.
I thought it was pretty obvious that I've been utterly conquered by the Lord Igniseri.
(*written down in the margin of the journal entry.* That is the absolute truth. Pietro, you can kiss me anytime and anywhere you want. I'll never object.)
Every time Pietro kisses me in public (usually in the training center) someone says, "I wasn't expecting that."
I'm not sure why.
I thought it was pretty obvious that I've been utterly conquered by the Lord Igniseri.
(*written down in the margin of the journal entry.* That is the absolute truth. Pietro, you can kiss me anytime and anywhere you want. I'll never object.)
Written By Ainsley
Feb. 1, 2017, 4:23 p.m.(10/26/1005 AR)
[Written in precise, but inelegant script.]
Gloria, guide not my hand but my heart,
I will mould myself to your image every day.
I will wield not a sword but honour until it is my art.
May this path be one from which I never stray.
Gloria, protect me not from the sword,
But from dishonour and shameful behaviour.
I will walk with nobility ever onward.
I will lift my sword only in honourable and just combat.
[Written a few lines down, in less precise script.]
Perhaps I should contact a wordsmith.
Gloria, guide not my hand but my heart,
I will mould myself to your image every day.
I will wield not a sword but honour until it is my art.
May this path be one from which I never stray.
Gloria, protect me not from the sword,
But from dishonour and shameful behaviour.
I will walk with nobility ever onward.
I will lift my sword only in honourable and just combat.
[Written a few lines down, in less precise script.]
Perhaps I should contact a wordsmith.
Written By Ainsley
Jan. 27, 2017, 5:14 p.m.(10/11/1005 AR)
It's funny, in a frustrating and maddening way, how what you think will happen doesn't. What you think should happen the opposite happens. What do you do when your own thoughts challenge your ideals? The ones you've held for your entire life? Dear to your heart this is the way of the world. Only perhaps there is a different way.
If my life is a battle then the field is full of chaos and more enemies than I can hit at once. I must continue to throw myself into the ring and raise my blade. I must hone myself in every aspect of life.
If my life is a battle then the field is full of chaos and more enemies than I can hit at once. I must continue to throw myself into the ring and raise my blade. I must hone myself in every aspect of life.
Written By Ainsley
Jan. 25, 2017, 11:30 p.m.(10/6/1005 AR)
I almost find myself missing the apples, now that they have stopped appearing...
Written By Ainsley
Jan. 25, 2017, 11:27 p.m.(10/6/1005 AR)
More training. I need to keep training.
Written By Ainsley
Jan. 25, 2017, 10:53 p.m.(10/6/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Lark
No one scares me or makes me prouder to be a Grayson than Princess Lark. I'm always humbled by her strength.
Written By Ainsley
Jan. 19, 2017, 2:27 a.m.(9/13/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Rymarr
Was that a joke? Are you joking with me? I can't tell. Does Sir Rymarr joke?
Written By Ainsley
Jan. 18, 2017, 3:32 p.m.(9/12/1005 AR)
It was /not/ an entire bushel. But please, if there is an entire bushel of these apples out there, please, please send them to the Iron Guard. They are menace to Arx and must be dealt with.
Written By Ainsley
Jan. 18, 2017, 3:31 p.m.(9/12/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Pietro
It would be vastly more frustrating to deal with the fact that Lord Igniseri beat me, in both armed and unarmed combat, if his company wasn't so pleasant.
Written By Ainsley
Jan. 16, 2017, 7:14 p.m.(9/6/1005 AR)
Did anyone lose a golden apple? Seriously, whose is this?
Written By Ainsley
Jan. 15, 2017, 12:01 a.m.(9/1/1005 AR)
I'm beginning to think that I smell, which is perplexing because I'm pretty sure that I bathe regularly.
Written By Ainsley
Jan. 8, 2017, 5:49 a.m.(8/9/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Dawn
Damnit.
Written By Ainsley
Jan. 7, 2017, 9:59 p.m.(8/8/1005 AR)
Relationship Note on Darren
Sends messages via flying squirrel...
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