Written By Sunaia
April 5, 2020, 5:49 p.m.(1/22/1013 AR)
Instead of falling in love again, I pray to the gods that I fall into Truth.
I expect and trust it will be, gods willing, more lasting.
Written By Philippe
April 5, 2020, 5:40 p.m.(1/22/1013 AR)
Written By Revell
April 5, 2020, 5:21 p.m.(1/22/1013 AR)
I'm sure the answer is yes, for many of the more hedonistic individuals among us. But if we ignore the grand pleasures that wealth can afford you - is it still possible to be attached? Attached to eating dry, stale bread in the morning from the same shop every day? Attached to a rattling window when a nasty wind passes it by? Attached to dirt and grime and everything.. not-so-nice?
Hm. I've been very introspective lately. My father would be so proud - I must remember to write.
Written By Lucene
April 5, 2020, 5:13 p.m.(1/22/1013 AR)
If you are one of those individuals - be careful.
Ignorance is bliss, and you can never have it back once it has been lost.
Written By Shae
April 5, 2020, 5:10 p.m.(1/22/1013 AR)
I'm rather excited at having found them and looking forward to breeding them!
Written By Shae
April 5, 2020, 4:22 p.m.(1/22/1013 AR)
Written By Monique
April 5, 2020, 4 p.m.(1/22/1013 AR)
Written By Mara
April 5, 2020, 3:41 p.m.(1/22/1013 AR)
Written By Martino
April 5, 2020, 3:40 p.m.(1/22/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Rane
Written By Mara
April 5, 2020, 3:39 p.m.(1/22/1013 AR)
Written By Kiera
April 5, 2020, 2:50 p.m.(1/22/1013 AR)
Written By Olivian
April 5, 2020, 2:35 p.m.(1/22/1013 AR)
Written By Jael
April 5, 2020, 2:17 p.m.(1/21/1013 AR)
Written By Mayir
April 5, 2020, 12:52 p.m.(1/21/1013 AR)
Nobles go bonkers spending on stuff like this.
Written By Iseulet
April 5, 2020, 8:56 a.m.(1/21/1013 AR)
I can't say I've ever been so overjoyed in my life.
Thank you, giver of salacious breadcrumbs.
Written By Thea
April 5, 2020, 8:53 a.m.(1/21/1013 AR)
Written By Lisebet
April 5, 2020, 8:49 a.m.(1/21/1013 AR)
I am not certain anyone will wish to read of this in times to come, and it's not anything wrong with the weather, more just how this babe is taking me.
Written By Dycard
April 5, 2020, 6:21 a.m.(1/21/1013 AR)
Written By Sunaia
April 5, 2020, 2:35 a.m.(1/21/1013 AR)
In the training yards, lately, are throngs of people. I cannot help but ask myself why - when there are fewer people training than huddled in groups, talking. Surely there are warmer places. Or is it that they plan to train and finish -- or become distracted and never get around to their exercise?
Yes, training in the winter is wonderful. The chill against my hot cheek, the way the cold air and snow soothe so quickly the bruises I earn. The clouded breath before my nose - both of mine and my opponent's. It's a luxury that never comes but during winter - to both see and scent breath as it hangs there.
But, I prefer training in privacy with no more than a few trusted friends or family.
Better still is training in the woods, of course, with no one around but me and those I bring along. The dogs are perfect company for running through the snow. They're better at it, built for it. I do my best. I'll get better.
Yes, there are a million words I'm not writing here, while I'm tucked away in a tent I set myself, near a fire I built, myself. The dogs are sleeping in the corner where I've set the blankets. It's going to be wonderful, tucked between them, with little Ash warming my neck. I swear to all the heavens, after I meditate tonight, I'll be still for a while. I'll sleep with the dogs, and I'll know it's where I belong.
I thank Skald, forever, for our ability to make choices - including going back on certain ones we realize were wrong.
Written By Signe
April 5, 2020, 2 a.m.(1/20/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Sigurd
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