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Written By Mira

April 8, 2017, 10:17 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)

I did not wake up this morning expecting to see a body get flung into a statue so hard it crumpled like a pumpkin. Having trouble sleeping, now. I keep seeing the Bringers when I close my eyes. The gore, the blood... Percephon tells me that I helped save some knights and other people, but... I just remember being splashed with blood. Flying bodies. Monsters.

Written By Cara

April 8, 2017, 10:15 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)

My gods -- so literally.

I came to the Wake of Lights tonight to release three lanterns, one for each of my dear ones who has been lost in this war against the Silence. I expected to cry, to feel deeply, to be moved -- and I was, for the beauty of it was profound. So many voices, rising in unified mourning, in hope and love for those lost.

And then She came.

As the lanterns rose into the sky, a figure appeared, a woman, growing taller and taller with each passing moment. She seemed almost made of shadow, and she rose, higher and higher into the sky until she was adrift with the lanterns that we had released. She spun and their flames soared into her, caught and held within her form.

And then She spoke, to her priest, Master Aureth. She placed her hand upon his chest and sent all the power of the flames she had absorbed into him.

We worshipped Her, and She came.

I felt, watching her, as though my own soul was called toward her, trying to lift free of my mortal form and join her. It was the most peculiar sensation I've ever experienced.

It was transcendent.

I will never forget it.

Written By Mira

April 8, 2017, 10:15 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)

The City! Finally arrived, just before the gates closed. Wasn't expecting that, honestly. Stuck here for the siege, it would seem, right when things are going to get tense. Also ran into that oaf Jhond. Still a jerk. Sort of. Kinda?

Written By Artorius

April 8, 2017, 9:48 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)

Too much is coming forth from legends and believes.

I am not what one would call a devout follower of myths and legends.....but I must say, I keep finding myself dumbfounded. Today we saw her, the Queen of End and Beginning, or something like that. The city is hers, and we, her guardians.

I don't believe in miracles....but I must say I don't know what to call this aside from one.

The Gods are with us.

Written By Artorius

April 8, 2017, 9:16 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Fiora

I am beyond happy to see my dear cousin once more. She was almost always with Ini (Inigo) at the hip, and I enjoyed spending time with her as children.

The only reason I am thankful an enemy has arrived: It brings us together. Blood of blood, family comes together once more to face the greater evil.

How lucky I am to be alive in such a time as this.

Written By Octavia

April 8, 2017, 9:15 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Mira

A new lawyer to the city, eager to begin practice, if a little meek right now. Perhaps she's awed by the titles that the peers throw around. She brought along a bunch of papers, but I didn't read them. I didn't need to - the truth is printed on the young woman's face. She believes her words, and believes that she'll do right by the boroughs by representing commons in the court.

A trial is a crucible that hardens the soul and burns away the lies. Mira's heart is in the right place, and I'm confident the crucible will turn her to steel, not to slag. That's why I admitted her to the bar.

Written By Artorius

April 8, 2017, 9:14 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)

The times just keep getting stranger.....

I'm not sure what to make of it.

Then again, I am not of the most intelligent sort.

Hm.

Written By Calista

April 8, 2017, 9:04 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Edain

I will always be grateful for our friendship. No longer ignorant but perhaps there is hope to feel bliss once more.

Written By Sparte

April 8, 2017, 8:35 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)

I almost don't know what to write. I saw the queen, I think, is what it was. It was something unlike anything I've ever experienced. There are no words that will do that justice, but I'll try. It was like having something reach into me and stir my very soul around with a spoon to see how it was cooking. I don't know what it meant, I don't know what comes next. I just know I want to be there.

Written By Rowan

April 8, 2017, 8:34 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)

Others will write about the lantern ceremony with more eloquence. They'll do the happenings justice. When we set out to arrange the event, we intended to have an impact on the morale, to send a message. We hoped to receive blessing. We received a miracle. Whatever path you walk, it was a miracle. I am still in awe.

Gods Old and New, hold Aureth safe.

Written By Rowan

April 8, 2017, 8:27 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)

If one is going to be attacked by Bringers, I highly advise doing it in the company Champions and their friends. Niamh's proved her prowess many times before, but continues to impress me with how far she's come from beating me over the head with sticks as kids. I'd not want to be in Leola's sights at any range - the woman is lethal with a bow, and damned if her fucking horse didn't raise some havoc too. I should get her to teach Stormhoof how to handle himself in a fight instead of just cruising for whiskey. And Joslyn...Such savage damage from such small blades. It's almost enough to make me give up my axe. Almost. Not quite.

I didn't come away unscathed, but I'd rather be me than our attackers, or those charged with cleaning up the mess left behind.

Written By Calypso

April 8, 2017, 8:21 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)

Writing this journal perched atop a skull seemed like the only proper way to write about the things I have witnessed.

The Gods are with us. I have been skeptical of their involvement all my life, leaning solely on the might of man and the sharp steel we wield. And while I will never lose my faith in mankind, my eye are opened to the beings who guide our world.

The Queen of Endings and Beginnings. The Goddess of Death. She appeared at the lantern lighting ceremony. I feel foolish writing it even now, but I have full confidence in what I saw. She appeared to us all in that field and spoke to Brother Aureth. She granted him control of the dead. I have never seen them myself but I know they count in the tens of thousands. A second army to stand with us if they feel it the right call to make. I am still in awe as I write this. All the rumors I have heard, the stories, the myths and legends, every day they become more and more true.

Consider me a skeptic no longer.

Written By Ariel

April 8, 2017, 8:05 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)

your body;
the brush
your canvas;
the floor
your music;
your heartbeat

Written By Ariel

April 8, 2017, 8:03 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)

To live life as it is unfolding
under my nose
Right now

To accept myself as I really am
in the core of my being
Right now

To let go of the need to change the way I am
and love myself flaws and all
Right now

To move to the rhythms of my true self
and allow myself to feel the tenderness within me
Right now

Life - I offer you my hand
Let's dance...

Written By Merek

April 8, 2017, 8:02 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)

I have no words to share about the event that can sum it up. The Queen came and visited us, one of the Goddesses themselves. She blessed Aureth, and I could feel my soul being called for. It was... Beautiful. I am confident now, that Rose, and so many which I know, are safe in her embrace, and it is a comfort that I can't begin to voice.

Written By Ariel

April 8, 2017, 7:48 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)

Dance unto the light,
Sway to the sounds of time,
Watch the angels bright,
As they dance within your mind.
Dance my friends and sway,
To beauty, to laughter, to love,
For this is the most perfect day,
A perfect gift from above!
Dance unto the light,
Catch the stars bright,
For perfect are the angels love,
From the One Most High above!
Dance, dance, dance
As the music plays on,
Dance, Dance, Dance,
As we listen to their song.

Written By Cicero

April 8, 2017, 7:46 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)

A pleasant surprise
So much work to be done still
but welcome respite

Written By Cicero

April 8, 2017, 7:42 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)

How much could a bringer bring if a bringer could bring what it brought?

Written By Ariel

April 8, 2017, 7:37 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove

Written By Cicero

April 8, 2017, 7:29 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)

Crusty, salty crab
Yet also a fox, cousin.
Friendly fire boot.

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