Written By Dycard
April 5, 2020, 6:21 a.m.(1/21/1013 AR)
Written By Sunaia
April 5, 2020, 2:35 a.m.(1/21/1013 AR)
In the training yards, lately, are throngs of people. I cannot help but ask myself why - when there are fewer people training than huddled in groups, talking. Surely there are warmer places. Or is it that they plan to train and finish -- or become distracted and never get around to their exercise?
Yes, training in the winter is wonderful. The chill against my hot cheek, the way the cold air and snow soothe so quickly the bruises I earn. The clouded breath before my nose - both of mine and my opponent's. It's a luxury that never comes but during winter - to both see and scent breath as it hangs there.
But, I prefer training in privacy with no more than a few trusted friends or family.
Better still is training in the woods, of course, with no one around but me and those I bring along. The dogs are perfect company for running through the snow. They're better at it, built for it. I do my best. I'll get better.
Yes, there are a million words I'm not writing here, while I'm tucked away in a tent I set myself, near a fire I built, myself. The dogs are sleeping in the corner where I've set the blankets. It's going to be wonderful, tucked between them, with little Ash warming my neck. I swear to all the heavens, after I meditate tonight, I'll be still for a while. I'll sleep with the dogs, and I'll know it's where I belong.
I thank Skald, forever, for our ability to make choices - including going back on certain ones we realize were wrong.
Written By Signe
April 5, 2020, 2 a.m.(1/20/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Sigurd
Written By Tanith
April 5, 2020, 12:09 a.m.(1/20/1013 AR)
There's plenty of room for both.
Written By Sydney
April 5, 2020, 12:02 a.m.(1/20/1013 AR)
The snow outside is calming and peaceful, if nothing else. The way the wind lazily carries it about to settle in and bathe even Crow's Lane with a thick coat of white to contrast the typical brown is a wondrous thing, and even though it quickly turns to slush and mud that can be tracked into nearby bars (with my apologies to those who tend said bars), I don't think I shall ever tire of watching it fall.
There were a great many years when I wished Winter would never come. There are plenty still who currently face that fear. If you find yourself with clothing you no longer wear, do consider donating it to a trusted charity in the Lowers, as there are many and more here who could benefit from a cloak, boots, or gloves. You needn't open your coinpurse to save a life, and some of the lives you save might be the sort worth keeping around.
...I know I'm a poor case in point, but I do hope to remedy that, some day.
Written By Thea
April 4, 2020, 11:29 p.m.(1/20/1013 AR)
Written By Rysen
April 4, 2020, 10:38 p.m.(1/20/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Niklas
Let it be recorded here that, beneath his wit and charm, there burns within the soul of Prince Niklas inextinguishable courage, not least of which was displayed in his choosing to wear what Rukhnis accounts an outfit consisting of orange hued ironwool punctuated with teal hedgehogs.
Written By Ilvin
April 4, 2020, 10:30 p.m.(1/20/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Valencia
Written By Lisebet
April 4, 2020, 8:25 p.m.(1/20/1013 AR)
Written By Evaristo
April 4, 2020, 7:41 p.m.(1/20/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Monique
Written By Jourdain
April 4, 2020, 7:40 p.m.(1/20/1013 AR)
Written By Jourdain
April 4, 2020, 7:39 p.m.(1/20/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Bianca
Sadness, in a way. You can never read one fresh, again.
Anticipation, too. You catch much more, the second time around.
Written By Preston
April 4, 2020, 7:20 p.m.(1/20/1013 AR)
The Godsworn dedicate their lives to the Gods, and can help you in your worship and your efforts to meet with the commands of the Gods. Seek their advice and counsel, ensure the evil that dwells beyond the mirror does not tempt you from the path.
Written By Kastelon
April 4, 2020, 6:56 p.m.(1/20/1013 AR)
Written By Dycard
April 4, 2020, 5:03 p.m.(1/20/1013 AR)
Sometimes a giant man-eating crab is just a giant man-eating crab, I suppose.
Written By Valdemar
April 4, 2020, 4:27 p.m.(1/20/1013 AR)
Written By Porter
April 4, 2020, 4:17 p.m.(1/20/1013 AR)
Relationship Note on Catalana
Written By Wash
April 4, 2020, 3:53 p.m.(1/20/1013 AR)
Written By Cambria
April 4, 2020, 3:51 p.m.(1/20/1013 AR)
Written By Cambria
April 4, 2020, 3:43 p.m.(1/20/1013 AR)
To die in someone's arms - could there be anything more comforting? And how selfless a gift, too.
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