Written By Zyanya
Nov. 21, 2020, 6:22 a.m.(6/6/1014 AR)
I listen for the bell--hard-struck bronze--but in my ears silence hums
not the death of dreams but the absence of them, chasing sleep away.
There is no space for sound among all of this red, these stares, this fury.
If I am calm enough--still enough--quiet enough, maybe...
Maybe it will come to me, the sign that there is a home here, waiting
to be found, the promise of a hearth, a place where I will not be cold,
where I will not be lonely.
not the death of dreams but the absence of them, chasing sleep away.
There is no space for sound among all of this red, these stares, this fury.
If I am calm enough--still enough--quiet enough, maybe...
Maybe it will come to me, the sign that there is a home here, waiting
to be found, the promise of a hearth, a place where I will not be cold,
where I will not be lonely.
Written By Rowynna
Nov. 21, 2020, 3:25 a.m.(6/5/1014 AR)
I came to Arx alone, a ship adrift at sea, but my family welcomed me and wrapped me in their love.
All a person needs to be happy is just three things: someone to love, something to do, and something to hope for. I read that somewhere. I'm sure that there are those that would argue that list, but I can truly say I'm finally happy.
All a person needs to be happy is just three things: someone to love, something to do, and something to hope for. I read that somewhere. I'm sure that there are those that would argue that list, but I can truly say I'm finally happy.
Written By Zyanya
Nov. 21, 2020, 1:32 a.m.(6/5/1014 AR)
Without lure or bait
the lull of breath over lips
the surf comes to my hand
sea reflects sky reflects sea
the mirror I collect in palm
the lull of breath over lips
the surf comes to my hand
sea reflects sky reflects sea
the mirror I collect in palm
Written By Cambria
Nov. 21, 2020, 12:22 a.m.(6/5/1014 AR)
The essential quality of life is living; the essential quality of living is change.
Written By Cambria
Nov. 21, 2020, 12:10 a.m.(6/5/1014 AR)
My chef is a true poet.
Having passed by the kitchen earlier in the day, I had the good fortune to overhear: By the piss of a fiend, this sauce is dangerous!
Oh, I do look forward to entertaining guests.
Having passed by the kitchen earlier in the day, I had the good fortune to overhear: By the piss of a fiend, this sauce is dangerous!
Oh, I do look forward to entertaining guests.
Written By Ripley
Nov. 20, 2020, 11:54 p.m.(6/5/1014 AR)
I lay down on my couch and I picture Toad. Is he cold? Is his or her brothers beating up on him or her? Does he have enough to eat? I might have to slip over and see him again.
Written By Sydney
Nov. 20, 2020, 11:08 p.m.(6/5/1014 AR)
I remember when being declared Apostate was a rare thing. Now it seems we have them by the bushel.
Would that it were always laughed off so easily.
Would that it were always laughed off so easily.
Written By Zoey
Nov. 20, 2020, 9:01 p.m.(6/5/1014 AR)
My husband says that I am not allowed to complain the next time he is hurt and is too stubborn to stay in bed and rest. Personally I think I did just fine as a patient. I took my medicine without fuss, I stayed in bed until a physician told me I should walk around to keep my legs strong, and I have gotten more sleep since my injury than I did in probably the whole of the month prior.
Though I firmly believe this is no time to lay around. There is work to be done, and much to prepare for.
Though I firmly believe this is no time to lay around. There is work to be done, and much to prepare for.
Written By Ripley
Nov. 20, 2020, 8:04 p.m.(6/5/1014 AR)
What is it with silks coming in my forge, standing there and asking if I can make something.
Of course I can make something. Last minute, I was in a mood, I could do that. But then they leave after leaving the bits and bobs that I would need and never left me a name. They have a really bad habit of just presuming that their stuck up noses are recognized everywhere.
How in the abyss am I expected to know the name and sight of every gods damned silk in this city? I don't sit with a tome of sketches just in case the third cousin of the baron of stink nose decides they want a piece of gold fashioned to go around their third toe.
How hard is it to say "Hi my name-"
Too hard apparently if this is the third one in a few weeks to do it.
My memory is perfectly fine. Looks like their memory is the damaged one if they can't bother to remember to introduce themselves.
Tell you what, how about this. If you're not the king, the dead dominus, the archlector of Jayus and my mum and family, and my guildmasters then fuck off with you and say your name. Don't presume that because you were born with the silver spoon in your maw, that you're entitled to some random commoner sitting down for hours and learning what your third mole on your cheek and that scar across your eye means you battled some big ass bear, and you're from the county of footswobble.
You're not.
Tell me your name, or you're going to get called in the streets when your commission is done, by how I know you.
Bland noble who wanted a rush job and shit manners.
Of course I can make something. Last minute, I was in a mood, I could do that. But then they leave after leaving the bits and bobs that I would need and never left me a name. They have a really bad habit of just presuming that their stuck up noses are recognized everywhere.
How in the abyss am I expected to know the name and sight of every gods damned silk in this city? I don't sit with a tome of sketches just in case the third cousin of the baron of stink nose decides they want a piece of gold fashioned to go around their third toe.
How hard is it to say "Hi my name-"
Too hard apparently if this is the third one in a few weeks to do it.
My memory is perfectly fine. Looks like their memory is the damaged one if they can't bother to remember to introduce themselves.
Tell you what, how about this. If you're not the king, the dead dominus, the archlector of Jayus and my mum and family, and my guildmasters then fuck off with you and say your name. Don't presume that because you were born with the silver spoon in your maw, that you're entitled to some random commoner sitting down for hours and learning what your third mole on your cheek and that scar across your eye means you battled some big ass bear, and you're from the county of footswobble.
You're not.
Tell me your name, or you're going to get called in the streets when your commission is done, by how I know you.
Bland noble who wanted a rush job and shit manners.
Written By Haakon
Nov. 20, 2020, 7:12 p.m.(6/4/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Piccola
Most folk I meet don't truly desire knowledge. Learning takes effort, and failure, and the acknowledgement of all that a body *doesn't* understand.
Few folk can do that.
I've found that what most folk truly desire- though they make noise otherwise- is proof that what they already know is enough. They want to believe that anything which would challenge their tidy little view isn't worth knowing.
Few folk can do that.
I've found that what most folk truly desire- though they make noise otherwise- is proof that what they already know is enough. They want to believe that anything which would challenge their tidy little view isn't worth knowing.
Written By Sloane
Nov. 20, 2020, 6:56 p.m.(6/4/1014 AR)
Watch out Arx: I'm here.
Written By Svana
Nov. 20, 2020, 4:17 p.m.(6/4/1014 AR)
I have been sitting on my position at The Grotto for a while and have not spoken a word of it to anyone else. It feels good to be able to do something proactive outside of my own shop, though some would argue that The Grotto is my shop now. In truth, Softest Whisper Anisha interviewed other candidates sometime ago. I helped her with the process and pointed her in the direction of several other alchemists from around the City, but they all fell through. Even though it is my shop by default, I intend to make sure that The Grotto is a different business model from my own shop. I encourage everyone to see the scents I have put there, as well as the essential oils.
In the future, I would like to make robes for the Grotto, perhaps bathing costumes, and even scent diffuser necklaces.
It is good to have a new beginning in a harrowing time.
In the future, I would like to make robes for the Grotto, perhaps bathing costumes, and even scent diffuser necklaces.
It is good to have a new beginning in a harrowing time.
Written By Brigid
Nov. 20, 2020, 12:10 p.m.(6/4/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Rane
You're back barely two weeks and you've already managed to completely break your hand. Get ready to practice with your off-hand!
Written By Lasha
Nov. 20, 2020, 12:58 a.m.(6/3/1014 AR)
Have you ever gotten to a point where you wanted something so bad, that when you are offered it you eat too much and sicken yourself and the enjoyment of it? I have found myself doing this today, though it wasn't food or anything similar. Instead, it was an idea, an action. In future, I'll use my head, instead of throwing out wits because it seems like limitless things are good for me.
Written By Valerius
Nov. 20, 2020, 12:52 a.m.(6/3/1014 AR)
I have been presented with an option to take a protégé, again. I am seeking guidance as the previous didn't fit well.
Written By Strozza
Nov. 19, 2020, 11:46 p.m.(6/2/1014 AR)
Which one crafted you?
You are longer when you need
Stretch to reach the treats
You are longer when you need
Stretch to reach the treats
Written By Piccola
Nov. 19, 2020, 8:18 p.m.(6/2/1014 AR)
Remember, wise general, that all men naturally desire knowledge.
This is apparent when you deprive them of it. A man who loses his sight is ready to give anything to see once more; a man who can no longer taste is ready to give anything to enjoy a meal once more. Their desperation is an indication of how strong our desire for knowledge truly is.
It is therefore strange to me those who would wallow in their own ignorance. Those who do not wish to listen might as well stop up their ears, just as those who do not trust what they see ought to take out their own eyes. Too often the uncertainty which plagues our ability to decide is heeded rather than what we can readily sense. That is when we allow our prejudices to take over our realities.
Remember this when you stride into the field. Never let an opponent win the same way twice; always value your mistakes by learning your weaknesses from them; and honor yourself by improving constantly and without hesitation.
Be bold; be daring; and success will soon come with ease.
This is apparent when you deprive them of it. A man who loses his sight is ready to give anything to see once more; a man who can no longer taste is ready to give anything to enjoy a meal once more. Their desperation is an indication of how strong our desire for knowledge truly is.
It is therefore strange to me those who would wallow in their own ignorance. Those who do not wish to listen might as well stop up their ears, just as those who do not trust what they see ought to take out their own eyes. Too often the uncertainty which plagues our ability to decide is heeded rather than what we can readily sense. That is when we allow our prejudices to take over our realities.
Remember this when you stride into the field. Never let an opponent win the same way twice; always value your mistakes by learning your weaknesses from them; and honor yourself by improving constantly and without hesitation.
Be bold; be daring; and success will soon come with ease.
Written By Lucita
Nov. 19, 2020, 7:27 p.m.(6/2/1014 AR)
All was as I expected it to be. I've got to try to stop thinking about it.
Written By Elloise
Nov. 19, 2020, 6:05 p.m.(6/2/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Orland
You need to speak to a Harlequin! Maybe not me, but some Harlequin! Or me, I suppose.
Written By Branwen
Nov. 19, 2020, 1:29 p.m.(6/2/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Aahana
A noble prodigal who has found her place in Arx. Perhaps I can learn from her.
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