Caesura
(15 Lormesta 5115: The Landing) “Every note is a knife”, he said. I think any semblance of composure left me in the flash of time it took for those words to be born. What could I do? My mind spun like the wheels of a cart, stuck in the sand and going nowhere. I sensed my eyes about to betray me and I blinked back the tears quickly. “No crying now, please”, I thought to myself. How would I explain that I was not...
I Hope You Can Come
(30 Lormesta 5115: The Landing) There is a new song to sing, and I am inviting all of my friends to hear the first performance of an old Elven Tale that has been passed down through the generations. It is called The Dark Knight. After consulting with the Landing’s public calendar, I saw that I could squeeze it in on Feast Day at 10 in the evening [OOC: Saturday, Jan 31st 10pm ET] just before the big town meeting at 10:30. I...
Let It Be – Me
(30 Lormesta 5115: An aside – from the harp) She speaks to me. In words tender, In songs so wistful I could burst. I echo her mood, conforming to the yearning in her voice. I surrender everything to her. She does not hear me! I long to hear my name upon her lips. Her touch upon my very soul. I ache, she consumes my every thought....
Prayer
(28 Lormesta 5115: An aside – the harp’s prayer) Touch me with your longing again, dearest one. Closer, come, O, warm and burning joy! Must…her. Give her all. Surely, slowly. Oh, the ache of her. ...
Addicted To Haste
(24 Lormesta 5115: The Landing) He walked into town square, and returned to normal speed. Who would guess that would be the portent of an unforgettable adventure? It barely registered on the young bardess, though. She was hurt, and seriously diseased from an encounter with a warcat during the first moments of her hunting outing. “Take your time, I do not think this will kill me,” she whispered to Miss Solstys, who was the...
Felling The Fell Trees
(22 Lormesta 5115: The Landing) Mister Crux’s thoughts crossed my mind, “‘Nother tree down!” I did not even have to ask which trees. Those nasty black trees blighted the landscape for quite a ways. Companions have explained some of their confusing origins, which I will leave to people better equipped than I am to explain. They have existed for 2 years, striking out at anyone and anything in their way, injuring,...
About All the Pasts
[A brief: this is a completely out of character document I update from time to time with my travels and adventures. It may make no sense to you, but it is dear to me. These are some of the times and characters I have cherished from 1987 to the present. I add it here as part of my ongoing effort to share my adventures. If you are reading and find yourself mentioned, know that I would welcome a note.] The Bardess & The...
Ailim and Luke
(Kelfour’s Landing, back in the day, circa 1992) {Backstory: A small sketch for two of my companions while I was growing up in Kelfour’s Landing. Their devoted romance seemed like it should be immortalized at the time, and I wrote it for them. I cannot remember if they ever read it, since it was never a performance or meant to be. Lo, and behold, it remains one of the few things I managed to salvage after all the years....
Only Love For Me
(Somewhen in the past of Squire Bluffs) by SongMaker Lightclad Reflections and promises Of an endless love to be, standing through time and all eternity. I feel him here… Deep in my heart… standing tall… sharing all…. The only Love for me. And in his eyes I see, The promise of eternity, beckoning me close to him to share a destiny. And when I’m at his side, peace and love with us abide, the stars...
High Midnight Holy
(17 Lormesta 5115: The Landing) Songs spun in her head, none clear. Peace, reflection, and sanctuary had not helped. With a confused sigh, she walked out of the wing of memory and down the stairs; midnight was calling in the echoes of her soul. And while twilight’s first touch of dark was a sacred time for the Lord of Dreams, sometimes a thing required midnight. The shrine was empty except for her and the flame. Here she waited...