Guess Who’s Coming To Dinner
May01

Guess Who’s Coming To Dinner

(1 Ivastaen 5115: Ta’Illistim) The bardess just stared at this second letter from home in as many days. It made no sense at all for them to change their mind like this. Dear Luxie,   I do not have time for more than a short note about this change of plans. We are leaving today to meet you in Ta’Vaalor next week. We will send word when we arrive.   Plan to bring him. Your Father Him??  The letter seemed very terse for...

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I Believe I Can Fly
Apr26

I Believe I Can Fly

(26 Olaesta 5115: Ta’Illistim) The dream was a gift, a gift with her soft new lullabye playing in the background. More than a gift, it was a promise to the bardess. She followed the azure butterfly into a swirling host of colorful butterflies all around her. She raised her arms to reach upwards with them in wonder. They swept under her arms and lifted her high, and somehow, she was soaring into the star-filled night sky. She heard her...

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Time After Time
Feb12

Time After Time

(11 Fashanos 5115, The Landing) She reached for the font. Her hand hesitated; she knew what was there – it was always there. Frozen in the grip of a fear she could name, but not explain, she stared into the water for a very long time. She did not want to see that dream again, not tonight. And that was a sin, she realized. She broke into tears all over again and fled the shrine, feeling unworthy. But there was no place to go that...

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The Altar’s Dreaming Night
Jan12

The Altar’s Dreaming Night

(12 Lormesta 5115: The Landing) The vigil began in the late hours as she poured her heart out to the altar at the shrine. Notions she had barely dared to think, let alone hope for, poured through her mind as she gave them up to the Lord of Dreams. During murmured weeping, she lay bare her soul. She crumpled against the dark altar after some time, giving in to the beckoning, compelling eyes. His eyes. Soaring into a dream-state, she...

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Dreams
Jan02

Dreams

(1 Lormesta 5115: On the Shore of Dreams) I put my weapon and shield away. As I did so, it seemed I put all the cares of the world away with them. Stepping through the waterfall, my breath was stolen. Music surrounded me. No lurid crimson streaked the star-strewn sky in the protection of the Shore of Dreams. Moonlight illuminated a graceful arch. Here, the dark of night was warm and welcome; it was my soulmate. The arch drew me in,...

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Tears of Dawn
Oct28

Tears of Dawn

(27 Jastatos 5114: Wehnimer’s Landing) At first I thought it was homesickness. I wake up each day in tears. Even before that sorry encounter with whatshisname. I know it is unrelated to that. There are the nightmares, but they are frightening. In fact, I am surprised neighbors have not called the Town Guards after some particularly loud screams. But these tears are not of fear, and they do not have the feel of the nightmares with...

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Duet by Dark
Sep28

Duet by Dark

She sat alone in the evening garden. The first big storm was gone and the night skies twinkled like millions of diamonds above her. Moonbeams painted everything with an eerie red brush including the glimmering waters of the fountain. She pulled her beloved mandolin onto her lap and easily warmed up on exercises she learned in childhood. She picked out the arpeggios to a new song as her left hand experimented with turns and ornaments...

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