1. Syr Montbank

    Private Grounded to Correctness

    The winds were dead, still, unhelpful and unco-operative. Layers stilled expanse, of nothing helpful that had no feeling or gesture to it, fit for exhausting by having to do everything for your own power. No lifting hand of luft to raise you to a vantage, to pivot within and know where you...
  2. Syr Montbank

    Open The Peacock and The Badger - Memories Honoured

    Every gesture in the air slices against the currents, sleekly one does pierce with silence. The rush of the paintings of the world below, a gallery that is gulfs away, yet pleads attention as if as close as whisper in the ears. Pitch and tilt, discipline and focus, doctrine in the dive. As...
  3. Syr Montbank

    Syr Montbank, Sky Knight

    “Up there, there's solitude, true. But up there, there's always vantage to see where one is needed. There is timing in all moments and attentions. My duty is be on those winds, long gliding, loyal to the need, eyes affixed to your circumstance and deeds. If all seems as if it is lost, if you are...
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