Written By Simone
March 26, 2017, 6:12 p.m.(2/28/1006 AR)
Dear Gentle Readers,
There is no need to worry that your voice will fall on deaf ears.
It is the persistence of our people and our sheer determination that will drive us to succeed in this war we partake.
We will prove them wrong.
We will not be silenced.
M. Simone Greenmarch
2.28.1006 AR
There is no need to worry that your voice will fall on deaf ears.
It is the persistence of our people and our sheer determination that will drive us to succeed in this war we partake.
We will prove them wrong.
We will not be silenced.
M. Simone Greenmarch
2.28.1006 AR
Written By Rymarr
March 26, 2017, 6:05 p.m.(2/28/1006 AR)
I've received a number of letters as of late. It is reassuring to have so many hold you in their thoughts. I try to send some form of thanks and explanations to those whom I receive letters from, but with the siege already upon us, I fear I can not always take the opportunity to write back. I am thankful to each and every individual who has reached out to me since my departure from the King's Own to ensure that my basic needs are met, I am properly kitted out for the fight to come, and prepared to do my part to fight alongside the people of my home. Something I would not have been able to do had I remained in service to the King's Own. This is where I need to be.
When life presents an obstacle: overcome and press forward.
We'll survive this. I'm confident in that. It's our only option. There are no deviating paths or forks in the road. It is a direct march forward. So frequently we look into history and regard the heroes of the past as inspiration. Rarely we look to the world around ourselves in this very moment and come to recognize that we have our own heroes among us. It is our time to make our mark on history, so that in a few hundred years, the people of the day will look back to the heroes who saved the world. Whether it was the Mercy who kept warriors in the fight by mending their wounds, the adept General whom directed the maneuvers, or the unstoppable warrior on the front line. We've got this.
When life presents an obstacle: overcome and press forward.
We'll survive this. I'm confident in that. It's our only option. There are no deviating paths or forks in the road. It is a direct march forward. So frequently we look into history and regard the heroes of the past as inspiration. Rarely we look to the world around ourselves in this very moment and come to recognize that we have our own heroes among us. It is our time to make our mark on history, so that in a few hundred years, the people of the day will look back to the heroes who saved the world. Whether it was the Mercy who kept warriors in the fight by mending their wounds, the adept General whom directed the maneuvers, or the unstoppable warrior on the front line. We've got this.
Written By Rowan
March 26, 2017, 5:56 p.m.(2/28/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Niamh
We each have our parts to play, I just wish that yours wasn't always, without fail, at the risk of your blood. Whether it's dueling for someone else's honor or rushing off to meet the enemy, it seems sometimes like you've got a damned deathwish. At least as the Minister of Agriculture it seemed like you might have been settling down some, might have stopped running ...I'm not even sure if it's to or away from something. But...well. That didn't last.
I'm glad you made it back in one piece. I'm glad for what more you'll go on to do. Glad for the opportunity to tell you the same as I do every time the next time you put your mortality on the line. 'Don't fuck this up.' What am I supposed to do without my little big sister if you do?
I'm glad you made it back in one piece. I'm glad for what more you'll go on to do. Glad for the opportunity to tell you the same as I do every time the next time you put your mortality on the line. 'Don't fuck this up.' What am I supposed to do without my little big sister if you do?
Written By Tristram
March 26, 2017, 5:55 p.m.(2/28/1006 AR)
As the sound of drum calls for my life,
I turn my head where sun is about to set.
There is no inn on the way to underworld.
At whose house shall I sleep tonight?
I turn my head where sun is about to set.
There is no inn on the way to underworld.
At whose house shall I sleep tonight?
Written By Tristram
March 26, 2017, 5:55 p.m.(2/28/1006 AR)
Gloria, I am yours to do with as you will. Bless all of those who fight. Let us protect that which lies at the heart of all of our people. I am prepared. Bless Charlaine Blanchard for her aid at the last moment--may the preparation succeed because of it.
Written By Dulcinea
March 26, 2017, 5:29 p.m.(2/28/1006 AR)
Dear Me,
It's only a matter of hours, now. We can see them from the watchtowers.
Please, Gloria, let my arrows fly true.
Help me protect the ones I love.
Watching and Waiting,
Me
It's only a matter of hours, now. We can see them from the watchtowers.
Please, Gloria, let my arrows fly true.
Help me protect the ones I love.
Watching and Waiting,
Me
Written By Sophie
March 26, 2017, 5:23 p.m.(2/28/1006 AR)
Like sheaves of corn, love gathers you unto itself.
It threshes you to make you naked.
It sifts you to free you from your husks.
It grinds you to whiteness.
It kneads you until you are pliant;
And then it assigns you to Lagoma's sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for Limerance's sacred feast.
All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of life's heart.
It threshes you to make you naked.
It sifts you to free you from your husks.
It grinds you to whiteness.
It kneads you until you are pliant;
And then it assigns you to Lagoma's sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for Limerance's sacred feast.
All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of life's heart.
Written By Magpie
March 26, 2017, 5:23 p.m.(2/28/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Hana
Hana, if you're reading this, I really hope that means that my sword is done. Otherwise, please stop reading journals and go finish my order!!
By the way, if anyone is giving last-minute, cheap, before-the-army-attacks sword training, I'd love to sign up for that.
By the way, if anyone is giving last-minute, cheap, before-the-army-attacks sword training, I'd love to sign up for that.
Written By Roland
March 26, 2017, 5:17 p.m.(2/28/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Gisele
Mistress Aurum sent me a messenger asking questions about my recent travels, and, upon learning that I had visited her bookshop, lent me two histories to help occupy the time between battle and rest. They're very good books, and t'was most generous of her! And recently, I encountered her at the fight to defend the Lower Boroughs, and escorted her to her grandfather's house after. She seems like a very kind lady, and I hope that all remains well with her, and that she does not find herself in too many scrapes in the near future.
Written By Magpie
March 26, 2017, 5:15 p.m.(2/28/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Acacia
Acacia paid me five hundred silver today to sit on her man-servant. (Don't read too much into that, he's no Calaudrin Estardes.)
Easiest money I've ever made.
Well, except for that princess.
Maybe I shouldn't be writing about this in my white journal. Oh well!
Easiest money I've ever made.
Well, except for that princess.
Maybe I shouldn't be writing about this in my white journal. Oh well!
Written By Magpie
March 26, 2017, 4:50 p.m.(2/28/1006 AR)
Free soup at the Commons Medical Clinic right now! FREE. SOUP.
Seriously.
Free.
Seriously.
Free.
Written By Magpie
March 26, 2017, 4:47 p.m.(2/28/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Calaudrin
Dear diary,
Today I can't stop thinking about that strapping guardsman, Calaudrin Estardes. I didn't pay much mind to him, but when I saw him mention me in his journal it just set my heart to pumping in unbridled excitement. Could this be the start of something amazing? Can I find true love in this dark time of shav attacks and Bringers?
Oh, I do hope, dear journal. I do.
Today I can't stop thinking about that strapping guardsman, Calaudrin Estardes. I didn't pay much mind to him, but when I saw him mention me in his journal it just set my heart to pumping in unbridled excitement. Could this be the start of something amazing? Can I find true love in this dark time of shav attacks and Bringers?
Oh, I do hope, dear journal. I do.
Written By Isolde
March 26, 2017, 4:45 p.m.(2/28/1006 AR)
A bond forged, a hope renewed.
This is a strange world we live in right now.
Back to the medical center. I have more work to do.
This is a strange world we live in right now.
Back to the medical center. I have more work to do.
Written By Isolde
March 26, 2017, 4:44 p.m.(2/28/1006 AR)
Their end, our beginning.
I do so like that warcry.
May the Thirteen gods strengthen us in the days to come.
I do so like that warcry.
May the Thirteen gods strengthen us in the days to come.
Written By Isolde
March 26, 2017, 4:43 p.m.(2/28/1006 AR)
The how is as much as the what sometimes.
Trust, but verify.
We've lost too much to take things at face value in a random conversation.
I trust very little these days.
Trust, but verify.
We've lost too much to take things at face value in a random conversation.
I trust very little these days.
Written By Anze
March 26, 2017, 4:35 p.m.(2/28/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Darrow
Mind boggling. Almost impressive in a weird way, still mind boggling.
Written By Anze
March 26, 2017, 4:31 p.m.(2/28/1006 AR)
It is a remarkable thing about humanity, that even in our darkest moments and worst times that we still manage to create bright lights for ourselves. There is a reason that I view life the way I do. Those moments we have outside of the life and death struggle on the battlefield are moments to enjoy and to love. There is so much terrible going on, and at the same time one of my best friends is about to get married and I have the best fiance in the history of the world, these points of light are awfully bright indeed.
Written By Valencia
March 26, 2017, 4:22 p.m.(2/28/1006 AR)
It occurs to me that perhaps I may be too private with my feelings. Though I can hear some already laughing at the notion. But with the coming threat I am finding more clarity in how I truly feel about certain people. And, while I will may never find my way to openly speak of them here in these journals where everyone can brazenly see the workings of my heart and mind, it does not mean that my feelings are not there for good or ill.
Perhaps I should be more bold and speak openly of this impression or that. But I sometimes find my first impressions are not my second or even my last and while I do have thoughts I cannot seem to share all of them openly even when I want to. Not yet. Though I try.
As we find ourselves closer to danger and possible death more than ever before I have been trying to keep my head and my hope up. Fear of losing people I love is tearing my guts to pieces. I am sick with it. I am made even more ill knowing that I cannot always say what I wish to say.
And, though I want to believe in my heart of hearts all will be well, there is a part of me that feels I must speak now or never. But despite struggle I still far too often remain silent. I suppose what adds salt to the wound is that time is running out for such things and yet here I am, struggling and still too silent.
But I am trying. Though likely it is not enough.
But the fact remains true, though I may not always be able to say so, that does not mean I do not wish I could.
~~~~~<~<@
Perhaps I should be more bold and speak openly of this impression or that. But I sometimes find my first impressions are not my second or even my last and while I do have thoughts I cannot seem to share all of them openly even when I want to. Not yet. Though I try.
As we find ourselves closer to danger and possible death more than ever before I have been trying to keep my head and my hope up. Fear of losing people I love is tearing my guts to pieces. I am sick with it. I am made even more ill knowing that I cannot always say what I wish to say.
And, though I want to believe in my heart of hearts all will be well, there is a part of me that feels I must speak now or never. But despite struggle I still far too often remain silent. I suppose what adds salt to the wound is that time is running out for such things and yet here I am, struggling and still too silent.
But I am trying. Though likely it is not enough.
But the fact remains true, though I may not always be able to say so, that does not mean I do not wish I could.
~~~~~<~<@
Written By Esoka
March 26, 2017, 4:22 p.m.(2/28/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Samantha
In bloodshed and chaos, Marquessa Samantha Deepwood finds strength through unity and respect. It is no wonder 30,000 Abandoned turned to follow her. I often feel odd among Compact nobility, but I'm proud to be sworn to House Riven, and prouder that we follow this lady of the Deepwood in whatever she shall make of the world.
Written By Valery
March 26, 2017, 4:09 p.m.(2/28/1006 AR)
Relationship Note on Gavin
Lady Valencia says in the Redrain Villa is safer than in the city.
I should try to convince him to stay with me...
I should try to convince him to stay with me...
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