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Written By Joscelin

Dec. 24, 2018, 11:07 a.m.(3/24/1010 AR)

I am shit and everything is shit. I have to write that down, otherwise the thoughts echo in the hollows of my mind and I weep and it doesn't stop.

I try to stay busy. Work work work. Talk and social connections. My focus and good intentions are not a facade, but if you see me smile know it took effort to call that up.

I still feel happiness. I still feel contentment. With my daughter in my arms, like an anchor.

How funny my sister would find it; in life I was her anchor. On her travels she would always comeback to me, to the city and my doorstep. My little Ianthe, now, keeps me here in the present, focused, weighted, so I don't fly off crying into a thousand pieces.

I carry them both with me. It helps.

Written By Leona

Dec. 24, 2018, 9:27 a.m.(3/24/1010 AR)

You don't get to have it both ways. You have to choose. But choose wisely.

Written By Fianna

Dec. 24, 2018, 9:24 a.m.(3/24/1010 AR)

My work has saved me from making regrettable decisions this week and I find myself overwhelmed with gratitude for my livelihood. No matter what chaos may erupt around me, my animals will always be there with unconditional love. I was reminded of this when I was mucking out a stall this morning and my two dogs burst into the stable playing an excited game of what I considered 'tag.' They raced up and down the center aisle, growling and nipping at each other playfully, and then bolted back outside into the snow. I stood there staring. They weren't gone for long and soon they bounded back inside straight for me. Ever look at a dog and know just what they're thinking? Mack and Chet were wagging their tails and huddling around my legs while looking up at me with their big, dark eyes saying, 'Come outside and play!?'

Despite all the sadness around me, they bring such joy to my life. The horses, too. So I took a break from my chores and joined them outside to play in the snow. I let Phantom loose out of his paddock and he joined us. Now /that/ was a sight to see. A looming ebony war horse kicking up his heels like a colt while running with the dogs and I.

It was the best kind of therapy. I'm so very grateful for all that I have and I encourage others to find their bliss in this world.

Written By Thorley

Dec. 24, 2018, 8:51 a.m.(3/23/1010 AR)

For one so tiny, you forget how much room a baby takes up until it's in bed with you. I awoke this morning to realizing I was on the edge of the bed after Violet and Sorcha had decided to migrate during the night. I can only assume that the fire had gone out and that I was the best source of warmth in the room. When I went into the kitchen, I could have sworn I saw a cat on the ledge of the apartment, but by the time I went to set it out some of the stew from the night before, it was gone.

I spent the morning in the Crimson Blades training yard, going over what happened the last few days. From worrying about Violet to the new statue in the Hall of Heroes - it has been a journey for one not of faint heart. Each swing of my sword reminded me of the changes that I have gone through as well. I had grown accustomed to the feel of Eventide in my hands - we had worked together in unison for long enough that it felt like a natural extension of myself. Wavedancer does not feel the same. It's lighter than Eventide was. It takes a little bit more to get used to it's center of balance. There was a couple of times I took a hard swing just to realize that I had nearly thrown my blade.

Which brings me to thoughts of my own new House and it's blade. I have considered petitioning the court for a House blade - but perhaps not one of the usual sword. Can a truncheon be a House weapon? I guess that's just me not wanting to be a traditionalist. Nothing about me has been traditional so far - why would I want to change now?

Development of Farwatch goes slowly. I look forward to seeing the lime and orange trees in bloom in the spring - I have already considered the idea of transporting a few saplings to the forest to put next to the oak that Violet and I planted what seems like so very long ago. Petal is looking for those to assist her - I plan to put in my own work as well. Speaking of blooms - I should speak with Petal and Norwood about having an apiary set up in Farwatch - the first steps to setting up a trade negotiation. And with Princess Alarissa about extending our invitation to those thralls that wish for a new location to be welcomed in Sandreef Point.

..I still think Sandreef Shoals sounded better.

Written By Evaristo

Dec. 24, 2018, 6:23 a.m.(3/23/1010 AR)

I bought some new shinies. Then checked my bank and went woops.

Well, I still got the shinies and they're worth just as much now as when I bought them.

I felt bored and what better to do when bored than to buy new fancy things, if nothing else comes up? Besides, people were being so grumpy and kept yelling at me to stop playing cheerful love songs at the taverns, something about divorces and not loving their spouses anymore. You'd think they'd appreciate upbeat love songs at that moment, but apparently they find it to be mocking and I had to make a hasty retreat from two of the taverns, under the threat of violence.

Written By Violet

Dec. 24, 2018, 5:36 a.m.(3/23/1010 AR)

Relationship Note on Thorley

I feel in the face of all the upheaval I have heard and seen recently in people's relationships I should write it down that my own bond and word remains strong. As a point of note I've even reached out to the Dominus and archlector of Limerance to seek guidance. For we wish to reaffirm our marriage if it needs be, now that our lives have become infinitely more complicated. Elevated. I still find it weird though.

Hopefully our reaffirmation will help some who are struggling. Do not let despair win. Do not let the darkness in. Look to the Hall of Heroes for inspiration on lasting love, lasting connections, let it strengthen you. It does myself. I hope that my strengthening of my vows with Thorley will do something similar.

Written By Draven

Dec. 24, 2018, 1:59 a.m.(3/23/1010 AR)

My Nova! So much love for her! Last morning we were at the window! We watch a couple part! No more love! She was sad! My poor Nova! And I'm sad too! So many bad dreams lately! But she's always there! With all of the love! So much love, even if there is lots of sadness!

Written By Sebastian

Dec. 24, 2018, 1:57 a.m.(3/23/1010 AR)

I feel at home.

Is that strange? The world weeps, feeling a melancholy and loneliness they don't know the cause of. Relationships end and divorces abound.

Welcome to the life and mood of an artist, in perpetuity.

Written By Thesarin

Dec. 24, 2018, 12:51 a.m.(3/23/1010 AR)

No stranger to grief. Mostly, however a body feels the world should act, most folk ain't care a shit. A body weeps while the world goes about around.

Now the world weeps as well. A strange thing.

Written By Berto

Dec. 24, 2018, 12:20 a.m.(3/23/1010 AR)

If any souls reading this are beset by the pain of heartbreak, remember always that the Mother of Waters has given us her bountiful and infinite blessings to soothe the aches and pains that harry us through are lives.

Grenaldo and Tiazza's remains committed to providing balms for all ills!

Written By Michael

Dec. 24, 2018, 12:04 a.m.(3/23/1010 AR)

Sir Struttington has secluded himself away most of this winter. The bird has little rhyme or reason to it's actions.

Written By Beatrice

Dec. 23, 2018, 11:58 p.m.(3/23/1010 AR)

While I miss Nilanza's beauty, I must love grand, eccentric Arx. The city is warm in its grief, resolute in its loss, stubborn in its many trials. What it suffers - and it does suffer, as surely as its people - may start here, but it will not stay here if allowed to spread. How lucky so many are determined to help. May I grow to be what is needed in this hour.

And in the next hour? May I grow to meet that one too.

Written By Michael

Dec. 23, 2018, 11:52 p.m.(3/23/1010 AR)

I do not enjoy the winter, and this winter was particularly vexing and worrying.

Written By Sorrel

Dec. 23, 2018, 11:39 p.m.(3/23/1010 AR)

I did it. Everyone's singing songs about the Metallics now, and there's a statue of Copper in the Hall of Heroes, as is appropriate. I'm really thrilled with the sort of reactions I've been getting from everyone. It's a really big deal for me and I'm incredibly happy that my songs have reached so many people. It's an overwhelming feeling.

I've been spending a lot of time answering questions about the Metallics, naturally, but that gets quite tiring at this stage of pregnancy. Not that I want to discourage anyone from asking. I'm just asking for patience as my time grows nearer.

Written By Sorrel

Dec. 23, 2018, 11:39 p.m.(3/23/1010 AR)

I did it. Everyone's singing songs about the Metallics now, and there's a statue of Copper in the Hall of Heroes, as is appropriate. I'm really thrilled with the sort of reactions I've been getting from everyone. It's a really big deal for me and I'm incredibly happy that my songs have reached so many people. It's an overwhelming feeling.

I've been spending a lot of time answering questions about the Metallics, naturally, but that gets quite tiring at this stage of pregnancy. Not that I want to discourage anyone from asking. I'm just asking for patience as my time grows nearer.

Written By Malesh

Dec. 23, 2018, 11:26 p.m.(3/23/1010 AR)

It's a pity to see and hear of so many marriages and other relationships going through stormy times. I feel as if such a thing is common with this sort of weather, but everyone says it's worse this year. I won't lie, I've had my share of struggles as of late, but I hod fast to the idea that she is dear to me still, after all these years, even if I'm having a bit of a gloom about myself.

Written By Torian

Dec. 23, 2018, 11:22 p.m.(3/23/1010 AR)

I sure know how to embarrass myself in the right ways don't I? A good drink, to be sure, but if I'd stayed for another I've little doubt they'd have tried to marry me right then and there!

Written By Cirroch

Dec. 23, 2018, 11:15 p.m.(3/23/1010 AR)

I got my wife a lovely hair chain made by Mistress Josephine for her birthday. She is a wonderful craftswoman and deserves all the aclaim she gets.

Written By Jhond

Dec. 23, 2018, 10:25 p.m.(3/23/1010 AR)

So much dour and glum.. but adventure awaits! There is always another dawn to look forward to.

Written By Tikva

Dec. 23, 2018, 9:45 p.m.(3/23/1010 AR)

Sometimes, a piece of news can melt away all the frost around you and leave you with nothing but delight.

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