Written By Magpie
April 8, 2017, 10:20 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)
If a person dies, but rises again from the grave, do we still get to read their Black Journal?
I think there are a lot of legal ramifications we might have to hash out soon.
Written By Mira
April 8, 2017, 10:17 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)
Written By Cara
April 8, 2017, 10:15 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)
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)
Written By Artorius
April 8, 2017, 9:48 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)
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
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 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)
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
Written By Sparte
April 8, 2017, 8:35 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)
Written By Rowan
April 8, 2017, 8:34 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)
Gods Old and New, hold Aureth safe.
Written By Rowan
April 8, 2017, 8:27 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)
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)
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)
the brush
your canvas;
the floor
your music;
your heartbeat
Written By Ariel
April 8, 2017, 8:03 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)
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)
Written By Ariel
April 8, 2017, 7:48 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)
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)
So much work to be done still
but welcome respite
Written By Cicero
April 8, 2017, 7:42 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)
Written By Ariel
April 8, 2017, 7:37 p.m.(3/26/1006 AR)
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
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