Written By Aslaug
May 24, 2021, 3:42 p.m.(7/13/1015 AR)
A quick sketch of an echoed answer to words that drifted through the Stone Grove earlier - feather light upon the breeze:
But after words are sung in song
And lunar cycles wane
When Void and Shadow come along
And take the sky again
When after all the time that was
Has passed the march of days
The sky will lose all hues because
The sun has parted ways
When myth and sun are overturned
Above the ground they've played
When tale and light are told and burned
The world returns to shade
A final cadence to the stars
When flames lose their ignition
Words are lost from Minds and ours
Sleep with no precognition
So keep those earnest wonderments
As Songs are heard and seen
From Dark to Light to Dark I sense
We're somewhere in between
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Eadwacer seemed to take this all in stride. Perhaps this wise and ancient creature has heard it all before.
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But after words are sung in song
And lunar cycles wane
When Void and Shadow come along
And take the sky again
When after all the time that was
Has passed the march of days
The sky will lose all hues because
The sun has parted ways
When myth and sun are overturned
Above the ground they've played
When tale and light are told and burned
The world returns to shade
A final cadence to the stars
When flames lose their ignition
Words are lost from Minds and ours
Sleep with no precognition
So keep those earnest wonderments
As Songs are heard and seen
From Dark to Light to Dark I sense
We're somewhere in between
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Eadwacer seemed to take this all in stride. Perhaps this wise and ancient creature has heard it all before.
=:7)~~
Written By Piccola
May 24, 2021, 3:11 p.m.(7/13/1015 AR)
Having returned from a brief sojourn to Iriscal, I note with some vexation that it has once again become hot and humid in Arx.
Whereas some despite the cold, bitter chill of winter, so I loathe the oppressive brightness of summer.
Whereas some despite the cold, bitter chill of winter, so I loathe the oppressive brightness of summer.
Written By Malcolm
May 24, 2021, 12:48 p.m.(7/13/1015 AR)
I sent Coconut Custard to Princess-Consort Alarissa Thrax. I think she'll know why I made the words big for reasons that will make themselves known in short time.
Written By Raimon
May 24, 2021, 3:01 a.m.(7/12/1015 AR)
-This- poem is writing itself -backwards- . . . from End to Beginning . . . ever since the Miracle at the Shrine of Jayus. Where, I wonder, will it have begun?
Before there were word-songs to sing,
before the Moon rose high,
While all lay Void and Shadow -wrapped,
beneath the unborn sky,
Before there came a 'time' to Be,
before the march of days,
Before the sunset’s wide red arms,
before the dawn’s bright rays,
In depths below all strands of myth,
there was nay aught but shade,
But to that Darkness: Light was born,
and thus the world was made.
One Note was spoken to the stars,
to their first flames ignite.
One Word expressed within the Minds
of all who’ve known the Light.
In quiet, earnest wonderment,
We watch its Song unfold.
In harmony, each soul now sings:
soft notes of burnished gold.
Before there were word-songs to sing,
before the Moon rose high,
While all lay Void and Shadow -wrapped,
beneath the unborn sky,
Before there came a 'time' to Be,
before the march of days,
Before the sunset’s wide red arms,
before the dawn’s bright rays,
In depths below all strands of myth,
there was nay aught but shade,
But to that Darkness: Light was born,
and thus the world was made.
One Note was spoken to the stars,
to their first flames ignite.
One Word expressed within the Minds
of all who’ve known the Light.
In quiet, earnest wonderment,
We watch its Song unfold.
In harmony, each soul now sings:
soft notes of burnished gold.
Written By Evaristo
May 24, 2021, 12:59 a.m.(7/12/1015 AR)
Went to the shop this morning and a large container of milk fell down from the rafters, probably having teetered on the edge and knocked down by me closing the door.
I got drenched in milk. Is this a warning from someone? Did I upset someone?! Is this the... GHOST COW.
I got drenched in milk. Is this a warning from someone? Did I upset someone?! Is this the... GHOST COW.
Written By Aconite
May 24, 2021, 12:45 a.m.(7/12/1015 AR)
I wish I had more to say about what's been happening to me. Unfortunately all that comes to mind is: I need tougher leather.
Written By Raimon
May 24, 2021, 12:06 a.m.(7/12/1015 AR)
A Tryptic of Haiku at the Shrine to Mangata . . .
Oppressive summer
Moist angry heat stalks the night . . .
Each Sleeper should Wake!
Bodies-of-Water
we are: walking through but mists . . .
-Nothing- is disturbed!
Ephemeral Dawn
Four deep breaths of perfect peace . . .
I also must Rise!
Oppressive summer
Moist angry heat stalks the night . . .
Each Sleeper should Wake!
Bodies-of-Water
we are: walking through but mists . . .
-Nothing- is disturbed!
Ephemeral Dawn
Four deep breaths of perfect peace . . .
I also must Rise!
Written By Ripley
May 23, 2021, 11 p.m.(7/11/1015 AR)
I had a honey of a time.
Okay, that wasn't the best joke that I could come up with. Not Harlequin worthy. I'll think of something better.
Okay, that wasn't the best joke that I could come up with. Not Harlequin worthy. I'll think of something better.
Written By Sebastian
May 23, 2021, 10:46 p.m.(7/11/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Ari
The ceremony honoring the Pravosi who fought at the Battle with the Skal'daja, the Siege of Sangris, and Siege of Tremorus is over. It was exhausting and yet worth it: worth it to recognize the very many, brilliant people we have that makes us the Great House we are today.
The work I am most proud of is that honoring Sir Ari, in whose honor we have renamed our memorial and war facilities.
I look forward to seeing him again when next we turn on the Wheel.
The work I am most proud of is that honoring Sir Ari, in whose honor we have renamed our memorial and war facilities.
I look forward to seeing him again when next we turn on the Wheel.
Written By Eddard
May 23, 2021, 10:30 p.m.(7/11/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Cufre
A crafter of some wonder and little reputation. Folks should brave the Lowers to come and see your shop, young lass. You make such amazing things.
Written By Claude
May 23, 2021, 10:15 p.m.(7/11/1015 AR)
I find myself leaving for Old Oak. I often travel back and forth as business requires, but I haven't been since last fall. Some accounts to settle, some wood to source, and... another task, which I hope I can complete to satisfaction. It seems important, else I wouldn't have left a large commission half-assembled on my shoproom floor.
Written By Esme
May 23, 2021, 10:14 p.m.(7/11/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Lorenzo
I have brothers. I have so many brothers. They have given me sisters, I appreciate that.
Lorenzo from day one has been like an un-brother and he is married to my almost sister. It's just a wonderful thing. I don't think enough people reach out and speak to him. He is amazing. Everyone should speak to him as much as they can. Go now. Send word.
Lorenzo from day one has been like an un-brother and he is married to my almost sister. It's just a wonderful thing. I don't think enough people reach out and speak to him. He is amazing. Everyone should speak to him as much as they can. Go now. Send word.
Written By Veronica
May 23, 2021, 10:08 p.m.(7/11/1015 AR)
Met with Lady Medeia Eswynd today, it was good seeing her again. As well, met Lady Amelie Wyvernheart for the first time--she's a very determined character. I can see some similarities in our pasts, as we both lost family to murder.
Written By Raven
May 23, 2021, 9:48 p.m.(7/11/1015 AR)
The memorial is the right thing to do but I could not stomach to stay and listen to peerage repackage the loss into neatly polished pity packages. I was given a medal honoring my service but I don't feel like a hero though I remain steadfast in service, I'll always protect my family and it somehow feels wrong that I should be honored when so many families of those who served under my command still grieve.
Written By Aethan
May 23, 2021, 8:47 p.m.(7/11/1015 AR)
Things of note that occurred over the last weeks;
1. A shirt and a pair of my pants disappeared during the Kennex Lounger I hosted. The party went well. Darion enjoyed meeting people and having shaved ice. I tried to throw Wash into the pool. He resisted.
2. I had someone drop off a Marble Bust on my office desk. It took two of us to lift it up and onto a cart to wheel it away. I still haven't decided where to put it.
3. Someone sent missives around the city that I have made a Princess swoon and why haven't I given others the opportunity to. I received many missives to inquire of the above. How I've made anyone swoon is exceptionally confusing.
4. I hired someone to remove all the crabs and rabbits from the Kay.
5. During the War Games (was that even this week), I met Prince Kenjay and Captain Maris, two I hope to meet again soon.
6. I was invited to a lavish garden with a tree that was quote 'hunneds of years' old. I don't think I'll forget that or the soulful proclamations.
7. I officially became a member of the Academy of War. Why did this take me so long?
1. A shirt and a pair of my pants disappeared during the Kennex Lounger I hosted. The party went well. Darion enjoyed meeting people and having shaved ice. I tried to throw Wash into the pool. He resisted.
2. I had someone drop off a Marble Bust on my office desk. It took two of us to lift it up and onto a cart to wheel it away. I still haven't decided where to put it.
3. Someone sent missives around the city that I have made a Princess swoon and why haven't I given others the opportunity to. I received many missives to inquire of the above. How I've made anyone swoon is exceptionally confusing.
4. I hired someone to remove all the crabs and rabbits from the Kay.
5. During the War Games (was that even this week), I met Prince Kenjay and Captain Maris, two I hope to meet again soon.
6. I was invited to a lavish garden with a tree that was quote 'hunneds of years' old. I don't think I'll forget that or the soulful proclamations.
7. I officially became a member of the Academy of War. Why did this take me so long?
Written By Apollo
May 23, 2021, 8:38 p.m.(7/11/1015 AR)
Sometimes as vibrant as it is, the city can press in on all sides. I never thought I'd take as much pleasure as I do in going for a ride. You'd think coming up in Oakhaven I'd know on instinct that the woods at summer's start are a treat - but I don't go so often. Maybe I'd better. The air is just the thing to clear my head.
Written By Thea
May 23, 2021, 8:18 p.m.(7/11/1015 AR)
The Celestial Ball was amazing last night. People all looked amazing, and I must admit, so did my husband and family. While there, I was able to get some unintentional work done. And it wasn't even work. Not when it involves family. I'm looking forward to building Highhill and I have many so plans. I've been happy to discuss them and it makes me happier that people are so eager to offer their aide.
Written By Rosalind
May 23, 2021, 8:14 p.m.(7/11/1015 AR)
My papa being back has been great! I think he looks back and wonders what he's raised, but that's fine. I think he's proud. I mean, I'm pretty sure. It seems like he's pretty busy helping getting things up and moving. I'm just happy to have a house full of people again...
Written By Orland
May 23, 2021, 8:12 p.m.(7/11/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Romulius
Thoughts of reflecting upon my anger...
I was angry. I was ready to quit pursuing being a knight. I was ready to scream.... and I did, at Lord Romulius. I screamed, I debased myself, I called the Peerage and myself, many words I cannot repeat, for I know they came from the burning sense of failure that I let my people down... I led them into a war where they died and were left to die. Against the advice of my Peers, the generals, who seemed to have some notion of what was going to happen, I demanded the forces of Amadeo help our allies and settle in Tremorus for the impending attack.
He listened to me rage and weep until I had nothing left inside... But then he gave me words of wisdom.
I won't quit the Order of East Light... not day. For this man alone.
I was angry. I was ready to quit pursuing being a knight. I was ready to scream.... and I did, at Lord Romulius. I screamed, I debased myself, I called the Peerage and myself, many words I cannot repeat, for I know they came from the burning sense of failure that I let my people down... I led them into a war where they died and were left to die. Against the advice of my Peers, the generals, who seemed to have some notion of what was going to happen, I demanded the forces of Amadeo help our allies and settle in Tremorus for the impending attack.
He listened to me rage and weep until I had nothing left inside... But then he gave me words of wisdom.
I won't quit the Order of East Light... not day. For this man alone.
Written By Rosalind
May 23, 2021, 8:08 p.m.(7/11/1015 AR)
I strange thing is happening. Honest. I'm walking around, and people are coming up to me. Willingly. To talk. To have a conversation. And guards are like--back up! I've never been a person that people go out of their way to talk to before. It's a new feeling. I can't say I hate it. I'll talk to you, sure! You just make your over, kay! I may even give you a hug!
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