1. Ronja

    Open Unbidden Blooms

    The late winter had backpedaled, rolling in a chill during the night. She’d left breakfast early in search of the library, the Stacks they called them, only to quickly wander astray for how sunny and crisp it was outside. It was too easy to breathe after the stuffy indoors, steaming the breath...
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    • astenvale monastery stacks and chill or something
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    • Forum: North Ilica
  2. Venla Thiel

    Dare Primroses

    Somewhere near Astevale Monastery The sun spilled like honey across the meadow, thick and golden and slow. A breeze stirred the tall grasses, sending ripples through the wildflowers as if the earth itself were breathing. Dragonflies hovered and darted, their wings catching the light in flashes...
  3. Willard

    Private Steady Hearts, Open Minds

    The gardens were peaceful this time of night. Bathed in the rays of a dying sun, its shadowed pathways led to places of solitude; its silvery pools to places of reflection. As a youth, Willard had spent many an evening whiling away the hours here, alone more often than not. Out here, he had a...
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    • astenvale monastery shroudweaver
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  4. Vaaga

    Open A cold day in Astenvale

    The warm sun shone great rays of light down into the people of Astenvale. Everywhere one turned the promise of life was seen. Flowers in bloom nourished the world, the wind blew warm atop the trees and people wore smiles of simple contentment. Vaaga hated it. He hated the sun that burned his...
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    • astenvale monastery koa
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  5. Josai

    Hub Breaking Bread at the Knoll

    On a different day, at a different time (song: Srutabaruta by Naoshi Mizuta) People wouldn't think it, but the Knoll had its own brew. Honey mead, and some of the squires even helped in the process, gathering the honey from the apiaries they kept around the gardens. It had become a bit of a...
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    • astenvale monastery koa slice of life the vayden
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  6. Oliver

    Private Burials

    He eyed the woods, all golden treetops and blue darkness betwixt the trunks where the warm sunset couldn’t reach. The monastery at his back, small stone posts marking the well-beaten path home every few furlongs. Out here they were, two Dawn. Recovery was a strange thing. They’d all ached...
  7. Alouette D’aureville

    Open Hope is the Thing with Feathers

    "Suppose I say 'summer,' write the word 'hummingbird,' put it in an envelope, take it down the hill to the box. When you open my letter you will recall those days and how much, just how much, I love you." -Raymond Carver "Hummingbird" [This thread will take place over 7 days, with each day...
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