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  • On Staying or Leaving

    Merry stood out in the yard with Akaara, the only other girl in the house.  Arnou and the two boys had run off a while ago, rowdy and loud as only little boys and cats can be.  The house had been a flurry of activity from the moment she had arrived home the previous evening.  Akaara, ...
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  • Maybe A Few More

    [Previous Journal] [One More Drink]     Merry leaned on the railing of the library balcony, breathing deeply of the crisp evening - or was it late night - air.  Arnou had returned home for the evening after extracting a promise that she would soon follow.  She had to check on...
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  • Reflections

    Merry sat on the floor, leaned back against the footboard of one of the three beds in the elven inn they had chosen.  She traveled with a group of Templars, but her focus was on Xodius and Mosur.  The green journal lay open on her lap, flipped to the second blank page.  There was so m...
  • A Restless Night

    Merry woke in the middle of the night.  There were no nightmares, no horribe dreams, just a chill down her spine and an empty space in the bed.  She pulled herself up to sitting position and leaned back against the pillows and the headboard, pulling her knees up to her chest.  The moo...
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  • Search

    Merry ended up back in Theramore, exactly where she had started.  A quick word with the innkeeper confirmed her fears and she wasted no time exiting the inn.    Once outside, she was at a bit of a loss.  Mosur had left hours before with a promise to return to discuss things fur...
  • A Note to Arnou

    Merry sat at the table, staring out the window toward the small little garden in front of her house.  The sound of the rain pattering against the roof made her smile, and she moved to the window to reach out and catch some of the droplets on her fingers.Arnou had been gone for over an hour now,...
  • Soulstone

    Merry and Arnou sat before the fireplace, cuddling and discussing of the events of the past couple days.  She sat almost in his lap, leaning back against his chest as she gazed into the mesmerizing flames.  It had been a night of fun and rough play, wrestling and chasing, and both of them ...
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  • Stolen and Returned

    Merry held the stone close to her.  It was black and yellow, warm to the touch, and had a faint glow to it.  The stone was alive. It seemed to pulse with its very own heartbeat, but... that couldn't be, could it?    She had heard people speaking.  They weren't speaking to ...
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  • Lost

    Merry stood on the balcony of the Manor.  She had new bandages covering new wounds that would turn into new scars.  Her arms were wrapped around herself, as though she were cold, but the inner flame took care of that.  She may be soaked through from the constant rain, but she was toas...
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  • Life

    There were voices.  The various tones and words floated about her, but they made no sense.  The words were broken and unstructured, and she felt as though she could almost see them floating about her body.  But it wasn’t her body.  She had no body.Spirit.Xodius set about he...