Written By Vanora
Dec. 19, 2018, 1:35 p.m.(3/14/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Tikva
That song is very beautiful. Thank you for sharing it.
Written By Karadoc
Dec. 19, 2018, 1:31 p.m.(3/14/1010 AR)
Honestly? What's gotten into people? It's probably this weather. First it snows -- then it snows sickly -- and now the unending rain. I'll sleep until spring, I think.
Wake me up once the sun peeks back out.
Wake me up once the sun peeks back out.
Written By Monique
Dec. 19, 2018, 1:17 p.m.(3/14/1010 AR)
Recorded for posterity:
Eidolon, an original work by Lady Monique Greenmarch
Eidolon
I would be sharp for you
like a knife, glittering ethereally in the night
like a brilliant question from the mouth of
a promising young student
or a delicious cheddar cheese
How is my love like a cheese?
cheddar cheese is hard... and pale yellow to orange,
the color of the rising sun
Our love rises, it does not set
paired souls, we are a round
cut in half, destined to be reunited
in the magic of digestion.
Eidolon, an original work by Lady Monique Greenmarch
Eidolon
I would be sharp for you
like a knife, glittering ethereally in the night
like a brilliant question from the mouth of
a promising young student
or a delicious cheddar cheese
How is my love like a cheese?
cheddar cheese is hard... and pale yellow to orange,
the color of the rising sun
Our love rises, it does not set
paired souls, we are a round
cut in half, destined to be reunited
in the magic of digestion.
Written By Kedehern
Dec. 19, 2018, 12:47 p.m.(3/14/1010 AR)
So far, I don't think a day has passed since I came to Arx where I did not hear of some unexplained strangeness, or witness it with my own eyes. I hope this doesn't become a trend.
Written By Vanora
Dec. 19, 2018, 11:48 a.m.(3/14/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Zacharie
Our relationships with our parents are ever-complicated.
Mine with my father is no different. Yet I am glad he is here. I hope he stays.
Mine with my father is no different. Yet I am glad he is here. I hope he stays.
Written By Philippe
Dec. 19, 2018, 11:33 a.m.(3/14/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Silas
This is the proper way to address the concerns of Marquessa Dominique Wyrmguard. Not whatever was going on in the city center.
Written By Dora
Dec. 19, 2018, 6:38 a.m.(3/13/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Domonico
My cousin likes to hurt people. He is good at it. I applaud his dedication. But frec my head hurts. I'm going to have a bruise on my pretty face and it's all Domonico's fault. Of course I made him stagger a bit when I -did- hit him. So that's something. I'll get you, Dom, just you wait!
Written By Draven
Dec. 19, 2018, 2:04 a.m.(3/13/1010 AR)
Oh! Do you think it is possible to hug someone competitively! I would like to do that! I love hugs! Maybe I can be a professional hugger! And still do lots of Alchemy!
Written By Alrec
Dec. 18, 2018, 11:01 p.m.(3/13/1010 AR)
This is my will,
To the first wife and children keep the house and the horses, but sell the stumpy one, I dont remember where I got it.
To the first wife and children keep the house and the horses, but sell the stumpy one, I dont remember where I got it.
Written By Cambria
Dec. 18, 2018, 10:01 p.m.(3/13/1010 AR)
I had a terrible nightmare of my uncle's death. I awoke to something more terrible, though: that he is already lost to me.
Like so many others.
Like so many others.
Written By Sabella
Dec. 18, 2018, 8:58 p.m.(3/12/1010 AR)
I am not as sick this time around, but it seems the world is more full of sadness. I am doing my best to push past it, but sometimes it seems overwhelming. I swear the sky itself is crying these days. But, at least that's better than that strange snow. I am very glad that is over and shall be redoubling my efforts to help the people in this city and to help Arx remember what makes it so great--all the wonderful people that live within it! My fundraiser is slowly coming together and we finally have a full committee to move forward with a grand city wide festival: A Taste of Arx! I cannot wait to see this city come together to celebrate our similarities and differences!
And of course to win amazing prizes!
There are many things to be excited about. Tomorrow is always fresh and full of waiting joys with no mistakes in it yet.
Tomorrow is always the promise of a better day.
And of course to win amazing prizes!
There are many things to be excited about. Tomorrow is always fresh and full of waiting joys with no mistakes in it yet.
Tomorrow is always the promise of a better day.
Written By Sparte
Dec. 18, 2018, 7:46 p.m.(3/12/1010 AR)
Sometimes I forget just how much room there is for things in the dream that I don't understand. I find myself thinking I understand, only to realize how little I still do. I am not sure if the way I am so often humbled these days is a sign of growth. I tell myself it is, but what do I know?
Written By Sabine
Dec. 18, 2018, 7:29 p.m.(3/12/1010 AR)
I am unaccustomed to feeling moved to strong displays of emotion. I cannot say I like it, nor do I appreciate it appearing from nowhere. This feeling is not mine. I refuse ownership.
Written By Sparte
Dec. 18, 2018, 7:14 p.m.(3/12/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Dominique
In response to the public posting by Marquessa Dominique Wyrmguard.
Such matters are better handled through a direct missive to the leadership of an organization. I will refer to you to my superiors.
Respectfully,
Sparte Fatchforth
Such matters are better handled through a direct missive to the leadership of an organization. I will refer to you to my superiors.
Respectfully,
Sparte Fatchforth
Written By Tikva
Dec. 18, 2018, 6:42 p.m.(3/12/1010 AR)
I will write no dirge. It is not what I do. But there are other memories, other songs to hold, other songs to play.
I wrote this one.
______________________________________
Weep not, world, for hope lives
In each kindness your soul gives
In our courage to carry on
In her strength to build upon.
Weep not, Dream, for hope strives
In fierce hearts and bright young lives
In keen ears and focused eyes
In each new fragment of surprise
Weep not, child, for hope’s here
In an embrace that perseveres
In a remembrance we’ll hold close
In tale and legend, all engrossed
Weep not, friends, for lost hope
You know how she’d want to cope
If we stand together and be strong
Our hope, and hers, will carry on.
I wrote this one.
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Weep not, world, for hope lives
In each kindness your soul gives
In our courage to carry on
In her strength to build upon.
Weep not, Dream, for hope strives
In fierce hearts and bright young lives
In keen ears and focused eyes
In each new fragment of surprise
Weep not, child, for hope’s here
In an embrace that perseveres
In a remembrance we’ll hold close
In tale and legend, all engrossed
Weep not, friends, for lost hope
You know how she’d want to cope
If we stand together and be strong
Our hope, and hers, will carry on.
Written By Teagan
Dec. 18, 2018, 6:36 p.m.(3/12/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Mirk
Lord Mirk Halfshav answered my call for Lycene folktales with a rather timely one. Moreso than he -- or I -- might have known, in fact.
I am grateful for his offering and I hope to be able to provide something in kind someday, even if I am (as ever) hesitant to open-ended offers. One never knows when they may be called due or if one can ever pay their due. I like deals that are laid out upon the table and settled then, there, and done.
But perhaps making new allies is more important. Particularly in times such as these.
I am grateful for his offering and I hope to be able to provide something in kind someday, even if I am (as ever) hesitant to open-ended offers. One never knows when they may be called due or if one can ever pay their due. I like deals that are laid out upon the table and settled then, there, and done.
But perhaps making new allies is more important. Particularly in times such as these.
Written By Valentina
Dec. 18, 2018, 4:54 p.m.(3/12/1010 AR)
On this day, I, Valentina Pravus, Dowager of Setarco and Silver Sun of Nilanza, have been appointed Crimson Shark of Setarco by my stepdaughter, Duchess Belladonna Pravus.
I will strive to put forth my every effort and breath into the Stewardship and Upkeep of her Duchy, from this day, until my last day. It is my great honor to serve the heir of my beloved Piero, and working with her, I will do his dreams justice.
-Valentina Pravus, Crimson Shark of Setarco, Minister of Upkeep.
I will strive to put forth my every effort and breath into the Stewardship and Upkeep of her Duchy, from this day, until my last day. It is my great honor to serve the heir of my beloved Piero, and working with her, I will do his dreams justice.
-Valentina Pravus, Crimson Shark of Setarco, Minister of Upkeep.
Written By Ajax
Dec. 18, 2018, 4:50 p.m.(3/12/1010 AR)
With the plagued snow, and now this damned rained I wonder if the city will ever return to normal. At least with the snow you could bundle up and likely be fine. But this rain, it makes me think of Tydehall. How it was before it fell and how many in Tyde's tower never got the chance to see it. Perhaps, I am just taking this with a sense of over idealism but still. I hope this shit clears up soon, I don't like thinking back to this. Perhaps, I will start lingering around the tower a bit more often. Maybe, it'll help shake this feeling.
Written By Sina
Dec. 18, 2018, 4:43 p.m.(3/12/1010 AR)
Remember these words, the Psalms of Vellichor:
"A hungry mind is an open mind.
When the mind is closed and says "This cannot be", it will never learn.
Yet when truth is held before the closed mind, it cannot allow truth to stand.
The closed mind will act against the truth to erase it from the world.
The closed mind will seek to make the world in its own image.
The open mind must be hungry; it must also accept what is
no matter the form taken by truth. Truth wears many cloaks."
Remember it.
"A hungry mind is an open mind.
When the mind is closed and says "This cannot be", it will never learn.
Yet when truth is held before the closed mind, it cannot allow truth to stand.
The closed mind will act against the truth to erase it from the world.
The closed mind will seek to make the world in its own image.
The open mind must be hungry; it must also accept what is
no matter the form taken by truth. Truth wears many cloaks."
Remember it.
Written By Sina
Dec. 18, 2018, 4:18 p.m.(3/12/1010 AR)
Do not lose faith. We will find a way through the darkness, into the Light.
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