[Posters spring up on advertising boards and any relevant location where one might expect to find proclamation or poster.] The Murder of Crows We seek to protect those that need it.We watch for and…Continue
[This journal entry is written in Milk's signature, complicated cypher]
Internecine. That is the only word I can think of that effectively describes this conflict. What the Phantoms hope to accomplish is beyond me. Politically this is suicide. Morally this is wrong. Ethically this is insane. I told Lady we should end this conflict fast and hard. Put them all in the ground before they realized what had happened. Their laws, their declarations, their 'rules' be…Continue
Still breathing. Lack of sleep. Lack of friends - though not allies. Building bridges is just far less interesting than burning them. Diplomacy. Politics. Mincing words, choosing words dependant on present company. It feels like a veneer. A facade. As if I am putting on a show for those around me that will crumble under pressure.
Everyone I speak to seems to be keen to teach me humility. Everyone in this complex social web tries to take others down a few pegs. From…Continue
If my life were a book, it would be difficult to find a chapter that did not begin with bloodshed. The opening lines of my as-of-yet-to-be-written chapter within the Templars of the Rose began with a battle where no blood was shed. Despite how little was seemingly accomplished, it is at least a step in the right direction.
Velhari DeMare. Criminal captured, sentenced, and let go (what a lucky girl). Yet apparently there are those out for her blood and a city seemingly held…Continue
I am going to try and put my thoughts in order. It is strange that this book - which began as a side project - is now my only real confidante. The only thing I trust in is myself. So much has happened in a few days. I have been shot twice in the same knee. I burned Shame's home, in a rather petty and vindictive gesture, I admit. When one has been shot, one's mind can be viciously reactionary.
I have lost friends. Or, rather, I have realized that my friends were hardly…Continue