Written By Mabelle
Jan. 8, 2020, 1:39 a.m.(7/10/1012 AR)
Spider bites.
My hands are covered with spider bites.
I am ever grateful for lace gloves.
And for having the sense to carry vials of antidotes with me.
And for not being eaten alive by thousands of spiders.
The result is magnificent though and so I am also grateful for the opportunity given to me by the Archduchess.
My hands are covered with spider bites.
I am ever grateful for lace gloves.
And for having the sense to carry vials of antidotes with me.
And for not being eaten alive by thousands of spiders.
The result is magnificent though and so I am also grateful for the opportunity given to me by the Archduchess.
Written By Aviana
Jan. 7, 2020, 11:10 p.m.(7/10/1012 AR)
Orathy I do hope you return some time or they find out what has happened to you.
So much is going on and I felt safe knowing you were watching my back but now your gone.
I don't know what to say or think just that many did not know you like some of us did and I hope you are ok.
So much is going on and I felt safe knowing you were watching my back but now your gone.
I don't know what to say or think just that many did not know you like some of us did and I hope you are ok.
Written By Tikva
Jan. 7, 2020, 9:36 p.m.(7/9/1012 AR)
Life never goes quite how you expect ... and allies don't always come from expected quarters.
But sometimes, sitting down with another person and a warm cup of tea is exactly what you need to ground yourself, for whatever comes next.
Or else sitting down with another person to throw your hands in the air and shout swear words at the ceiling, possibly. You know. Whichever works for you.
But sometimes, sitting down with another person and a warm cup of tea is exactly what you need to ground yourself, for whatever comes next.
Or else sitting down with another person to throw your hands in the air and shout swear words at the ceiling, possibly. You know. Whichever works for you.
Written By Viviana
Jan. 7, 2020, 8:56 p.m.(7/9/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Niklas
It is rather disappointing to see that a Prince of the Compact has nothing better to do than take jabs at some commoner in the Whites repeatedly.
I can assure the Compact that Pravus will do better.
We will give you leaders that inspire.
I can assure the Compact that Pravus will do better.
We will give you leaders that inspire.
Written By Esme
Jan. 7, 2020, 8:36 p.m.(7/9/1012 AR)
I feel that I have found myself in a routine. It is not a bad one. I walk the paths I normally walk. I talk to the people I normally talk to. I think it is a good time to reflect on where and who I have been with and expand that. Life is full of such excitement and such adventure. I cannot wait to find it all. Even in the heat. I love the heat.
Written By Jeffeth
Jan. 7, 2020, 7:36 p.m.(7/9/1012 AR)
On this day, the Lowers breathes just a little easier.
Written By Aureth
Jan. 7, 2020, 5:46 p.m.(7/9/1012 AR)
A prayer for the newborn:
Mother of Beginnings, Protector of the Wheel,
We honor your touch with heartfelt zeal;
Queen of the Twilight, Spinner of Souls,
We thank you for this gift, tiny and whole.
Mother of Beginnings, Guardian of Spirit,
We sing now your praise and pray that you hear it
For there is nothing more precious to you or I
Than a life new in the cradle, low-born or high-
A new life, a new hope, a new opportunity,
A chance at choice to grace our community
We sing now of welcome to the child, this gift,
and in hymnal to you our voices will lift
Mother of Beginnings, Protector of the Wheel,
In this moment of joy a new future's revealed,
and we honor your grant of this new beginning--
for each blessed day the Wheel keeps on spinning.
Mother of Beginnings, Protector of the Wheel,
We honor your touch with heartfelt zeal;
Queen of the Twilight, Spinner of Souls,
We thank you for this gift, tiny and whole.
Mother of Beginnings, Guardian of Spirit,
We sing now your praise and pray that you hear it
For there is nothing more precious to you or I
Than a life new in the cradle, low-born or high-
A new life, a new hope, a new opportunity,
A chance at choice to grace our community
We sing now of welcome to the child, this gift,
and in hymnal to you our voices will lift
Mother of Beginnings, Protector of the Wheel,
In this moment of joy a new future's revealed,
and we honor your grant of this new beginning--
for each blessed day the Wheel keeps on spinning.
Written By Juliette
Jan. 7, 2020, 5:45 p.m.(7/9/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Niklas
Perhaps one day we may meet for tea and I will tell you all about it.
Written By Rosalind
Jan. 7, 2020, 3:58 p.m.(7/9/1012 AR)
I'm going home soon! Home! And I get to drag people with me! Sort of...And I'm going with Aella and Cadern. Maybe I can bring Triton and Danvir back to the city with me..In a trunk. I'll just reassure it's another adventure. They cant cant be mad at me then. Right?
Written By Strozza
Jan. 7, 2020, 3:22 p.m.(7/9/1012 AR)
I don't hate everything, it is just that my sense of displeasure is a widely expanding net.
Written By Eirene
Jan. 7, 2020, 2:52 p.m.(7/9/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Orathy
So Orathy's finally disappeared. To be honest, this took longer than I expected... I think he shot his mouth off one too many times. I feel bad for his family though. Never easy to lose someone, especially literally lose them with no kind of idea what happened.
Written By Vayne
Jan. 7, 2020, 2:51 p.m.(7/9/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Gaston
I am gratified that your experience in the Shrine of Tehom was beneficial for you. If there is anything I can do to continue to be of assistance, you have only to reach out, and I would be delighted.
The creepiness fades over time.
The creepiness fades over time.
Written By Strozza
Jan. 7, 2020, 2:31 p.m.(7/9/1012 AR)
To then hold the sun
Fleeting but very welcome
Sunset memory
Fleeting but very welcome
Sunset memory
Written By Tyrus
Jan. 7, 2020, 12:43 p.m.(7/9/1012 AR)
Time I start to sail back to the Compact. By the time this entry reaches the Scholars, I'll already be making my way back. Not directly, perhaps. Still, it's time. People to meet, bridges to build, wounds to mend... or to make anew.
Written By Niklas
Jan. 7, 2020, 11:33 a.m.(7/9/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Juliette
Honest question.
Was your grandmother that impressed with a five year old Juliet Fidante?
Or were you not named until your teens?
Either makes for an interesting fact worth sharing.
Was your grandmother that impressed with a five year old Juliet Fidante?
Or were you not named until your teens?
Either makes for an interesting fact worth sharing.
Written By Vitalis
Jan. 7, 2020, 11:08 a.m.(7/9/1012 AR)
The joke is on me, I suppose. Perhaps I don’t see as closely as I thought.
Written By Vitalis
Jan. 7, 2020, 10:40 a.m.(7/9/1012 AR)
Relationship Note on Mabelle
Though I’m certain you meant black or white (not ‘and’ which is the very definition of gray), i agree, yes, a single dichotomy is insufficient to describe our reality.
Enough dichotomies, however, and you have painter’s palette.
We get closer.
On that palette colors, with contrast there is clarity, purity, but that purity is as insufficient to describe reality as any of its lone compatriots, and still muddy at the heart where all things mix, which feels true but is likewise indistinct and insufficient.
I will not make foray into the act of Will in how an Artist chooses a color or colors, suffice to say to say that they do and very, very close to a painting, the whole of the world is yellow or orange or blue. Further away that mote is a single flower in a meadow or the glint of sun on the water.
To me the notion isn’t ‘is it this color or that color or some mix of the two,’ so much as: how close am I to what I’m observing?
I’ve been to the Painted Muse quite a bit recently. Recommended.
Enough dichotomies, however, and you have painter’s palette.
We get closer.
On that palette colors, with contrast there is clarity, purity, but that purity is as insufficient to describe reality as any of its lone compatriots, and still muddy at the heart where all things mix, which feels true but is likewise indistinct and insufficient.
I will not make foray into the act of Will in how an Artist chooses a color or colors, suffice to say to say that they do and very, very close to a painting, the whole of the world is yellow or orange or blue. Further away that mote is a single flower in a meadow or the glint of sun on the water.
To me the notion isn’t ‘is it this color or that color or some mix of the two,’ so much as: how close am I to what I’m observing?
I’ve been to the Painted Muse quite a bit recently. Recommended.
Written By Gaston
Jan. 7, 2020, 5:26 a.m.(7/8/1012 AR)
The Shrine of the Thirteenth has almost never seen my worship, and I have always carried an Oathlander's healthy deep wariness of the place. It's just...creepy as hell in there, isn't it?
But when looking for answers, sometimes the best place to start is by considering your own reflection, and contemplating your questions until the truth comes to you.
I pray in solemn thanks to Tehom for the glance I was granted, and I will always remember that joyous battlecry, alone but /free./
But when looking for answers, sometimes the best place to start is by considering your own reflection, and contemplating your questions until the truth comes to you.
I pray in solemn thanks to Tehom for the glance I was granted, and I will always remember that joyous battlecry, alone but /free./
Written By Mabelle
Jan. 7, 2020, 3:39 a.m.(7/8/1012 AR)
Nothing is black or white. The more I discover the clearer it is that everything is gray.
Written By Dianna
Jan. 7, 2020, 3:31 a.m.(7/8/1012 AR)
Not all that seems as it is, is.
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