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Written By Avita

Oct. 6, 2023, 10:01 a.m.(9/2/1020 AR)

Dear Diary the Second,

I have sat, and I have wondered
What this city has left to plunder,
What grand depths yet remain,
Or secrets our enemies should hope to gain
Through vain and violent revolution?

As though their victory is some foregone conclusion,
As though surrender is the only solution,
As they steal, like thieves, through our shadows' long
And woeful cast, our war-worn hearts, and worries wrong,
Blind to or negligent of our keen and ready blades.

Written By Avita

Oct. 6, 2023, 9:32 a.m.(9/2/1020 AR)

Dear Diary,

That's your name now, Scholar, a reminder: Listen, don't speak.

There are those whom have come to me, asking the aid of Ischia in whatever is to come, and I have lent it.

There are those whom have come to me and begged my counsel in matters personal and political, and freely I have given of myself to soothe their sorrows and guide their hand -- such is my way.

I am, after all, a most benevolent soul.

Generous, kind, humble...

... When I say don't speak, Diary, it extends to your expressions.

Just write.

You would think I should be elated by the happenings in the worl-- ... what did I just say?!

Written By Saya

Oct. 5, 2023, 12:01 a.m.(8/27/1020 AR)

I REMEMBER WHY I HAVE A THOUSAND FEATHERS!

I am going to make a hat so full of feathers that one might be able to fly by wearing it. Yes.

Time for stitching.

Written By Saya

Oct. 4, 2023, 10:01 p.m.(8/27/1020 AR)

Buzz, buzz, buzz. Just stop with the stupid buzzing. /Ugh/.

Written By Lys

Oct. 4, 2023, 2:28 a.m.(8/26/1020 AR)

I dreamt I was wrapped in funerary wool. I dreamt I was lowered down in the well. And it was sealed above me. I woke spitting up water... That Bower had knocked over from a goblet on my nightstand onto my face.

Written By Lys

Oct. 4, 2023, 2:06 a.m.(8/25/1020 AR)

I walk these empty halls and I wonder-- Why me? Why am I the one left standing. I locked all the rooms. I closed up all of their rooms. But I cannot lock away their ghosts. Maybe I shall set this cursed house on fire.

Written By Mabelle

Oct. 4, 2023, 1:30 a.m.(8/25/1020 AR)

Ever heard of Bee Balls? Apparently they roast wasps.

Pun intended.
Agriculturally proven.

Written By Aconite

Oct. 2, 2023, 11:52 a.m.(8/22/1020 AR)

I had given myself time, a few days, to try and organize my thoughts into something coherent. Something worth saying.

But I still have no words.

Written By Medeia

Oct. 2, 2023, 8:29 a.m.(8/22/1020 AR)

I am truly honored to have been the midwife to my dear, sweet friend, Marquessa Keely Keaton. It is special beyond measure to be the one trusted to welcome new souls and to be there to ease the mind and tend the body of a first-time mother - of any mother - is a sacred duty.

The Keatons are well and resting, taking some time to welcome their newest additions to their family. I am overjoyed at the opportunity to watch these boys grow and become exemplars of nobility. Further, I am smitten with those precious, tiny faces! And honored to serve as witness to Lord Symon.

I pray we all have miracles to celebrate.

Written By Jan

Oct. 1, 2023, 9:04 p.m.(8/21/1020 AR)

Relationship Note on Pasquale

No one finds my buttons or challenges me the way he does.

Written By Jan

Oct. 1, 2023, 8:54 p.m.(8/21/1020 AR)

IT seems so wrong that in this time when everything's going to turds, everyone else is carrying such heavy burdens. So much darkness and fear abounds but there's nothing I'd ask for myself. The power to aid those who carry those heavy burden, the ability to protect those I love but realistically-I find there's nothing I want for myself.

Written By Rosalind

Oct. 1, 2023, 8:44 p.m.(8/21/1020 AR)

I guess the question is....

What next

Written By Thea

Oct. 1, 2023, 8:38 p.m.(8/21/1020 AR)

Relationship Note on Ripley

I've been gone for so long, but I can say...I've been blessed with the most amazing protege. His work matches his unquiness, honest. If you've seen it, you'd understand. You should really go and look through his shop. I'm proud of what he's accomplished in his work and self...

Written By Thea

Oct. 1, 2023, 8:32 p.m.(8/21/1020 AR)

I've returned to the city, scholar. It feels like I never left and have been gone forever, all at the same time.

Written By Rosalind

Oct. 1, 2023, 8:25 p.m.(8/21/1020 AR)

Nightmares. It feels like it was all a nightmare....

Written By Rosalind

Oct. 1, 2023, 8 p.m.(8/21/1020 AR)

I came home at the worst time, scholar. HONEST!

Written By Jan

Oct. 1, 2023, 6:01 p.m.(8/21/1020 AR)

The more I see of the Prima, the more I admire her. Such a fierceness. I have no doubt she will achieve the ends she's set her sights on and anyone who's wise would do well to stand by her.

Written By Raymesin

Oct. 1, 2023, 5:52 p.m.(8/21/1020 AR)

So many souls gone to the Queen of Endings and Mother of Beginnings. From the up close and personal, Scholar, to the distant face among a multitude. The Sentinel surely weeps at the sight. I know I did.

Written By Cufre

Oct. 1, 2023, 1:45 p.m.(8/20/1020 AR)

My patron recently reminded me that the end of summer is near. I think I've spoken of it before, how summer is my favorite time of the year. Some dislike the heat; but when you live were the wet always comes with a mosaic of stink, drying heat and freezing cold are kindnesses.

There's more to it, though. It's always been a down time in the workshop. If the shelves are full enough, there's no reason for me to light the forge or fire the kiln. But now that I've help enough that I don't need to keep to the till day and night, summer gives me more time for Harlequin work outside the Shrine. Sitting at bedsides for a chat. Helping where I can. I don't ever write much about that part of it here. It's someone else's life for the telling.

Written By Desiree

Sept. 30, 2023, 9:16 p.m.(8/19/1020 AR)

The return to the city of Arx is always one that is met with enthusiasm and excitement. However, this time has been different. There is a lot of buzz and news that does not rest easy on the soul. Now is a time to get our affairs in order. It will not be the easy and carefree return I was anticipating. Then again, who am I kidding? It has never been easy or carefree.

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