The News, The Harp
Dec31

The News, The Harp

(31 Eorgaen 5114: The Landing) Dear Mother and Father, As the old year pauses for its last reflection, I am nervously facing down things I set into motion on a whim which also culminate tonight. Do not groan or worry, none of it is dire. You will  hopefully chuckle. I just finished a new song and invited everyone I knew to come and hear it in the hour before the new year falls. I was ever so excited about it, it just seemed like such...

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You Are Invited
Dec31

You Are Invited

(31 Eorgaen 5114: The Landing) At the hour before the New Year falls in Elanthia, look for the tent at the North Gate of the Landing. There is an arch that leads to an inner entertainment area. There, I will be presenting my newest song for all my friends. There’s a special New Year theme with the song, sort of. Please, bring someone with you. Since it is just one song, there is plenty of time afterwards for you to get back to...

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Nocturne Solitaire
Dec28

Nocturne Solitaire

(27 Eorgaen 5114: The Landing) Snow piled up outside. She moved from one favorite haunt to another that night, looking for the inspiration she needed to finish the transformation of the legend into a song. There was none. So home she went. It was against the backdrop of lonely winds and blowing snow outside that she built up the fire in her room, and sat with her back to the hearth.  She pulled out the harp and tuned each string,...

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When He Smiles
Dec28

When He Smiles

(Before recorded time – at Squire Bluffs in the First Worlde) Backstory: There’s nothing like youth and young love, right? Stars in your eyes, head over heels crushed on someone. On the road to the Old Swamp, just before the turn off to the Lost Road that once led to the Lost Castle (literally, it was … gone, lost), there gathered a small group of people. The young priestess hopefully sang this song. She was so shy...

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Seven Heroes Went To Slay
Dec26

Seven Heroes Went To Slay

Backstory: I wandered into Inferno using the name, Melody, a traveling bard. Only to be told (over and over again) that there were no bards…

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Winter’s Rose
Dec25

Winter’s Rose

(Town Square, somewhen in Kelfour’s Landing.) The back-story for this seasonal song goes something like this: A young man (I am omitting his name to shield him from permanent embarrassment) brought me a rose. Greywulf looked on, slightly amused. Out of desperation, trying to preserve the young man’s thoughtfulness and his dignity, I did the only thing I could think of. I thanked him for the lovely rose in the dead of...

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The Glatoph Adventure
Dec13

The Glatoph Adventure

(13 Eorgaen 5114: The Landing) That man at the Adventuring Guild sent me out to find some wanna-be noble’s crown that they lost on Glatoph in an attack by steel golems. I do not know if the owner fled or was killed, because really, either is possible. Way up the mountain there was a ruin, of some structure, all steel, where people had lived once. It looked as if that was a very long time ago, and it looked like they left...

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A Small Taste of Home
Dec12

A Small Taste of Home

(10 Eorgaen 5114: The Landing) I was still under the Tree in Town Square after Gingie shared Colors with a bunch of us. This time her colors were light greens. They were oh, so gorgeous. The evening sky was that indescribable combination of indigo above and a glowing gold at the horizon. That somehow, some reason only the Gods know themselves, does not muddle into weird colors between the two. Mister Jeril asked to hear a song. I...

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Ostinato
Dec09

Ostinato

(8 Eorgaen 5114: The Landing) The storm outside provided a percussive undertone, and the mandolin started out with a simple melody. She loved what she heard, and hummed it the second time through. Intuition filled the unique chord progression in for her over the next several iterations through the theme. With the theme of the song laid out, she smile and whispered something near her mandolin. Closing her eyes, her fingers practically...

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The Celebration of Legends
Dec06

The Celebration of Legends

“An oak may live a hundred years before it succumbs to the storm. Though the oak is gone its progeny remains. It’s legacy passed to countless generations. Enegue lives in each of you who called him friend.”

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