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Written By Lisebet

March 29, 2020, 2:23 p.m.(1/8/1013 AR)

I have just learned that Marquessa Arcadia died heroically. I am perhaps a bit behind the times, but this does happen occasionally.

She was my protege for a while, and someone I counted a friend.

I shall miss her very much.

Written By Lisebet

March 29, 2020, 1:40 p.m.(1/7/1013 AR)

I have a proclamation to write - I suppose I should be doing that, rather than writing in my journal.

Written By Lisebet

March 12, 2020, 9:09 a.m.(12/1/1012 AR)

Some days I feel I have all the energy to do anything, and other days, I would like to curl up by the fireside with a glass of mulled wine.

I have met some new and interesting people lately, which is always a good thing. I am quite pleased to make their acquaintance.

There are some people I need to get in touch with - I have been remiss a bit. Possibly too many of those days by the fireside.

Written By Lisebet

Feb. 29, 2020, 9:48 a.m.(11/5/1012 AR)

The children are growing so quickly. It sometimes feels that if I blink I miss things.

They are an adorable duo of destruction, our twins.

Written By Lisebet

Feb. 19, 2020, 9:23 p.m.(10.490061590608466/21.443449074074074/1012.790838465884 AR)

Fascinating things transpire when I am briefly away. I suppose it is quite true therefore that things do not revolve around me. Which is all in all not a bad thing.

I am certain that would make me dizzy.

Written By Lisebet

Jan. 22, 2020, 8:35 a.m.(8.349802000661375/13.588912037037037/1012.6124835000551 AR)

Relationship Note on Ciaran

My brother and friend. He's starting to remind me more of Ryhalt though. I am not sure if that is a good thing.

Written By Lisebet

Jan. 20, 2020, 4:58 p.m.(8.231951884920635/13.989305555555555/1012.6026626570767 AR)

Brennan has now made it to his feet, catching up with Emilie. Our twins are walking - gods help us.

Written By Lisebet

Jan. 17, 2020, 10:21 a.m.(7/28/1012 AR)

Mistress Arcuri has been called back to the Wheel?

She has always been generous, kind and fair. All my interactions with her have been positive.

I have no words.

Written By Lisebet

Jan. 17, 2020, 10:17 a.m.(7/28/1012 AR)

I went to the Lodge of Petrichor to help out a bit with the planting, but arrived as some attackers were there. I believe they were opposed to prodigals and the like, and they were actually shooting at us. I was shot. There was an arrow with feathers sticking out of me! I was helped by Lady Lenne and my cousin Lady Sunaia, and several others. As were the others who were shot or otherwise injured. I can't believe they were shooting at us.

I am feeling much better now, but I definitely do not recommend being shot by an arrow at any time.

Written By Lisebet

Jan. 12, 2020, 2:31 a.m.(7/18/1012 AR)

Congratulations to Lady Zoey and Lord Ian on their new baby girl. i got to gush over her today - she's adorable!

Written By Lisebet

Jan. 12, 2020, 12:22 a.m.(7/18/1012 AR)

Beloved Mangata

We thank you for your grace and inspiration, for the wind through our hair, the water that swirls through and over falls, with the sound soothing us to serenity. We thank you for the blessing of summer, and the drink that we have, the lives that we live.

We offer you these tokens of our thanks and admiration, small though they may be. The sparkle and gleam of the water and light as it hits them brings joy and lightness to all, much as your grace does.

Written By Lisebet

Jan. 9, 2020, 8:14 a.m.(7/12/1012 AR)

The Bisland ball was wonderful. I met some interesting people there and enjoyed dancing. I do love to dance. Perhaps we should host our own ball one of these days.

Written By Lisebet

Jan. 4, 2020, 1:40 p.m.(7/3/1012 AR)

It is lovely to catch up with friends, and I am glad I had the chance. Apparently I should go hang out at the Hall of Heroes more often.

Written By Lisebet

Jan. 1, 2020, 5:20 p.m.(6/25/1012 AR)

Relationship Note on Cambria

An hour without asking a question? I fear I should have to be mute.

It is nigh impossible, given the questions I constantly ask.

Written By Lisebet

Jan. 1, 2020, 5:19 p.m.(6/25/1012 AR)

I dislike when my sleep is disturbed by dreams that are sad. Especially when I feel that there must be something I am missing, something I can do.

Of course, it's very odd when they seem to be related to a place I've never been. But there are people there, in my dream, who are familiar. I wonder if perhaps I should stop eating ginger cake before bed.

Written By Lisebet

Dec. 29, 2019, 7:32 p.m.(6/19/1012 AR)

One of these days, I will remember that I ought write more in my journal. We've been busy with family business, paperwork and the like, but it seems there may be at least a temporary lull.

Perhaps it is time to go on an adventure.

Written By Lisebet

Dec. 21, 2019, 11:06 a.m.(6/2/1012 AR)

Spring is a time of the year full of hope and lovely growing plants. I am thrilled to see plants growing everywhere.

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Dec. 12, 2019, 9:16 a.m.(5/12/1012 AR)

I found a most wonderful way to get away from the books! Princess Sabella's Scavenger Hunt was marvellous fun, even if I did have a bit of trouble being sidetracked by my brother.

It was as much fun chatting with Ryhalt as it was following the clues!

Written By Lisebet

Dec. 9, 2019, 9 a.m.(5/6/1012 AR)

I believe I may have spent too much time studying recently. It's time to go out for a long jog and clear my mind. Perhaps that will help me make sense of it all.

Written By Lisebet

Dec. 7, 2019, 10:47 p.m.(5/3/1012 AR)

Winter is made more bearable by family. Spring - well, it's made more bearable by warmth, and family is always a part of that.

Had interesting discussions on all sorts of topics with friends old and new. Such fun was had all over, though in small groups rather than large. I feel almost like I've forgotten how to dance, though I am certain that feeling will go away once we get to one of the many balls that seem to be happening.

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