Written By Piccola
June 16, 2021, 9:04 p.m.(9/3/1015 AR)
One day, the old forester went to work, leaving the bird in the care of his partner, who had no intention of feeding it. That day, the sparrow got into some starch that was left out and ate all of it. The partner was so angry that he cut out the bird's tongue and sent it flying back into the mountains from where it came. And when the old forester returned, he found the sparrow missing.
The old forester went searching for the bird and found his way into a bamboo grove in which the sparrow's inn was located. A multitude of sparrows greeted him and led him to his friend, the little sparrow he saved. The others brought him food and sang and danced for him. Upon his departure, they presented him with a choice of a large basket or a small basket as a present.
Being old, the forester chose the small basket as he supposed it would be the least heavy. When he arrived home, he opened the basket and discovered a large amount of treasure inside. The partner, learning of the existence of a larger basket, ran to the sparrow's inn in the hope of getting more treasure for himself. He demanded the larger basket, which the sparrows gave him, but was warned not to open it before getting home.
Being greedy, the partner could not resist opening the basket before returning the house. To his surprise, the box was full of monsters, who immediately set upon and ate him.
Written By Scythia
June 16, 2021, 7:43 p.m.(9/3/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Orrin
Written By Svana
June 16, 2021, 5:31 p.m.(9/3/1015 AR)
I am extremely tired, even with Bryn and Khadija, as well as Anisha's kitchen staff to help me with things. But I have new ideas for the shop. And for the Grotto. Just you wait.
Written By Esme
June 16, 2021, 4:18 p.m.(9/3/1015 AR)
I have been pondering paths lately. They are glorious, are they not? The way that we start down one, only to be re-directed down another one, almost mid-step. The way we plan one thing for our lives, our decisions, our moments, and then we find something else entirely. It's a dizzying feeling seeing all the paths stretched before us. I don't just mean mine. I enjoy seeing all the paths laid out before others as well. I would never wish to tell them which one to take, that is part of the adventure, but to do so with love and duty and honor.
When thinking of paths, I find myself thinking of the people that I have met on them. There are people that once upon a time, I called my most closest of friends. I spent all my time with them. I longed for their presence when it was not around. Some of those people, I don't even talk to anymore. We could pass as strangers on this path and not even blink at each other. I am not saddened by this. For while I miss my friends, I am excited on the paths that they are walking and the adventures they are finding. I await to hear updates to their lives or see their names upon white journals. It is as if I'm still with them on those paths, even if we are not as we were. My heart still feels with the deepest of joys for them.
There are people that have left this life. I find myself praying that one day perhaps our souls will meet again. That moment you first meet a person and you just know you are going to be great friends. It is like souls coming back in contact after lifetimes away. Is that not an amazing thing? The idea we can spend lifetimes from each other and our souls may still remember each other. Love is something so much stronger than those other weights. It frees us. It lifts us. It makes is lighter in step, in action, and in memory. That is not to say there are not tears in the wake sometimes of love, but the glory of it is so much higher.
I pray each of you walk confidently on your path, but know that the steps you take now; might not be the path you thought you would be on. Be open to it, most loved of the Gods. Let their honor and glory shine upon you.
Written By Cufre
June 16, 2021, 1:46 p.m.(9/3/1015 AR)
Lax mentioned there'd be a public music performance in the Ward of Pravus' Hydro Hall, so I went to it.
The music was not like any I'd heard before, and though that isn't saying much, it's with reason. The Glass Butterfly Nina Autumndale presented and played a new instrument that was so big they had to build the music hall around it! There was time given to talk and drink and get a closer look at the instrument, which makes music from water. That I learned from the Glass Butterfly herself before we were joined in a conversation about musicians and art and, I guess, always searching.
The concert didn't scratch my need to be in that section of the city, but it wasn't wasted time.
Written By Claude
June 16, 2021, 11:05 a.m.(9/2/1015 AR)
Written By Mabelle
June 16, 2021, 6:15 a.m.(9/2/1015 AR)
Written By Mabelle
June 16, 2021, 5:49 a.m.(9/2/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Amari
Written By Monique
June 15, 2021, 9:56 p.m.(9/1/1015 AR)
~one more thing to mark off my list
Written By Allegra
June 15, 2021, 4:27 p.m.(9/1/1015 AR)
Written By Thea
June 15, 2021, 1:16 p.m.(9/1/1015 AR)
I feel they need a new pet however.
Written By Cesare
June 15, 2021, 1:02 p.m.(9/1/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Raimon
Written By Amari
June 15, 2021, 11:56 a.m.(9/1/1015 AR)
Written By Zakhar
June 15, 2021, 10:41 a.m.(8/28/1015 AR)
A pondering for those in the city. If silver were to be placed upon a head, what would the weight of that piece be? And how many times could it be collected?
Written By Medeia
June 15, 2021, 9:56 a.m.(8/28/1015 AR)
Relationship Note on Kiera
Written By Raimon
June 15, 2021, 2:36 a.m.(8/28/1015 AR)
Humid, cloying, sometimes cruel.
House Kennex found the antidote:
-Throw- the party -- in a pool!
Written By Cambria
June 14, 2021, 11:44 p.m.(8/28/1015 AR)
All my kinsmen
Written By Viviana
June 14, 2021, 9:49 p.m.(8/27/1015 AR)
Written By Zara
June 14, 2021, 3:02 p.m.(8/27/1015 AR)
Written By Alarissa
June 14, 2021, 1:23 p.m.(8/27/1015 AR)
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