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Written By Mirk

Oct. 16, 2019, 11:51 a.m.(1/10/1012 AR)

I was going to say something about the first snows of winter, how pristine the world looks in those few minutes before the snow is marred with footprints...but it seems like I'm about the tenth person to get there. So instead, I think I'm going to sit down at the edge of a snowbank with my hip flask. That sounds like a good way to spend an afternoon.

I always have liked winter.

Written By Sparte

Oct. 16, 2019, 9:50 a.m.(1/10/1012 AR)

I've been lucky enough to get my cloak looked at by a professional seamstress at last. I was given a solid earful for the shoddy stitchwork I did patching the holes, and another when she started digging the wax out I'd stuck in to keep the water from running through, then when I admitted I had torn the hem on purpose for something to tie off a wound? I was given the distinct impression admitting to further mistreatment of the garment would be the last thing I ever did.

The restoration work they performed was nothing short of extraordinary. I can still find the mends because I know where to look and only because of that. They've been paid for their solidly performed work, and I'll be sending over a box of pastries from Lottie's once a week for a while besides. I realize I may well need to mend this cloak again, and I would rather be welcomed back if I do than have to find another.

Written By Arcadia

Oct. 16, 2019, 2:41 a.m.(1/9/1012 AR)

Relationship Note on Martino

Did I not send you new shoes? I am positive your socks were only a touch damp.

Perhaps just enjoy the tea next time.

Written By Marian

Oct. 16, 2019, 2:28 a.m.(1/9/1012 AR)

Ice. Wind. Chill. The elements that herald winter are old friends. I find myself standing in snow, closing my eyes and listening to nature's fury. It soothes my own fires and lets me hibernate until the spring thaw.

Written By Amund

Oct. 16, 2019, 12:49 a.m.(1/9/1012 AR)

Snow falls to remind some of us there won't be a time to rest.

Written By Acantha

Oct. 15, 2019, 11:02 p.m.(1/9/1012 AR)

The Winter here in Arx makes me miss Clearlake Hold and my brothers even more. Well, I miss the family, not them shoving me in the snowbanks.

Written By Martino

Oct. 15, 2019, 4:02 p.m.(1/9/1012 AR)

It is Winter so the perfect time to review the gardens and consider if we could do more.

Written By Selene

Oct. 15, 2019, 4:02 p.m.(1/9/1012 AR)

Such unexpected and delightful discoveries at the Golden Hart have relit a flame deeply banked these past few weeks. Perhaps there is some charm buried in the very building by Princess Valencia to lend itself so to loosening those shackles on my creativity.

Written By Martino

Oct. 15, 2019, 3:53 p.m.(1/8/1012 AR)

Relationship Note on Arcadia

I have only just been able to properly re-enter the Bold Espressions after they seem to have, somehow, forgotten the moment I entered.

Coffee, however, might forever be ruined. Countess.

Written By Belladonna

Oct. 15, 2019, 12:51 p.m.(1/8/1012 AR)

Relationship Note on Victus

Well, if nobody will say it, I suppose I shall.

Can we please find a better spokesperson for the antislavery sentiment most of us in the Compact share than our dear Prince Victus of House Thrax?

We all lauded your recent change of heart as something enlightened, but now you seem to have taken a liking for emancipation as a hobby, and let me say it is not a good look. Peers who manage to acquire steelsilk and dragonweep, for whatever reason, do not have their hands stained with the blood of slaves.

The Prince cannot claim the same.

Recognize the limitations of the political goodwill you have garnered with your very late, but commendable, act, and focus on what is coming for your domain. There is a lot of ground still to cover now that you have thankfully joined us in a slave-free society.

Written By Kaia

Oct. 15, 2019, 12:31 p.m.(1/8/1012 AR)

Relationship Note on Miranda

Lady Rubino, I admit, ever since that incident with the duck and your aide I have held my doubts for the man. Still, I would never wish the man any ill intent.

After hearing of such tragic news, my thoughts and prayers go with you and yours during this most troubling time. I do hope the perpetrator or perpetrators are soon found and brought to justice.

Written By Aureth

Oct. 15, 2019, 11:37 a.m.(1/8/1012 AR)

Do not assume that Shard is not correct merely because her social position is strange and her tongue harsh. I have seen few clearer eyes on the subject of diplomacy. The wise would be wiser to heed a sensible pen.

Written By Narcissa

Oct. 15, 2019, 10:53 a.m.(1/8/1012 AR)

At the apogee of Mirror’s eclipse,
Gaudy finery dances splendid on dolls,
In solitude such vanity doth conscript,
The Mirror’s telling smile that mauls.

Written By Mabelle

Oct. 15, 2019, 10:40 a.m.(1/8/1012 AR)

Sometimes when you learn the circumstances of a friend's death, you wish you never asked.

Written By Preston

Oct. 15, 2019, 9:14 a.m.(1/8/1012 AR)

On the matter of embassies I am struck by the fact Prima Shard and I appear to be in agreement. I wonder if that alone shouldn’t give people reason to pause and think.

Written By Sophie

Oct. 15, 2019, 8:23 a.m.(1/8/1012 AR)

On the longest, darkest night it's hard to remember the first rays of the sun.
But morning always comes

On the cold, and most bitter of winters it's hard to remember the warmth of the sun on your face
But spring always comes

In the most unbearable cloying heat of summer it's hard to remember the nip of frost on the tip of your nose
But autumn always comes

Lagoma assures this. Change is always occurring. Tiny changes, like the sprouting of a flower and the breaking of a heart.. and large changes that sweep the land and throw everything into uncertainty. It is during these times that we can turn to Our Lady of Change. In prayer and meditation we find our way.

Written By Catalana

Oct. 15, 2019, 5:58 a.m.(1/8/1012 AR)

Relationship Note on Ember

My pride got a thorough thrashing.

I thought after a few short lessons with a sword that I could stand my ground against Baroness Ember. Unfortunately not. With an audience present, before I even had chance to strike at her, she had me on my back and knocked out.

I bow to you Baroness Ember, thank you for saying I was brave to face you, but right now, it certainly is foolishness.

Now to find you a dress.

Written By Ras

Oct. 15, 2019, 4:20 a.m.(1/8/1012 AR)

If you're just walkin on the street, it's fine. But go climb a building, then walk off the edge, and you'll see how the street feels. Specially if somebody dug a hole that got forgotten about on the other side of the building.

Written By Karina

Oct. 15, 2019, 2:42 a.m.(1/7/1012 AR)

Relationship Note on Severine

It's that time of year again. Snows pile, winds chill, lakes freeze... and thoughts turn to my absent sister as her birthday fast approaches. These words are for her, if ever she finds her way to them.

Severine, though four years have passed since you and I last saw hide or hair of one another, I won't accept that you're gone. There's no price I wouldn't pay for you to prove as much to me. A letter, a scribble in the whites, even just something you've sewn that tells me you're well. That you're happy.

There are things I want to tell you that don't belong on these pages, but suffice to say there are times when the warmth of a sister is needed and I long for mine. At the risk of sounding too much like mother: know your worth, wherever you may be, and don't settle for less than you deserve. It's a good deal more than you may expect. Please be safe.

Written By Riagnon

Oct. 15, 2019, 1:32 a.m.(1/7/1012 AR)

Gosh, I get so sleepy this time of year. I just want to curl up in front of the hearth!

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