| Anno mcmxlii, se xvii dæg þæs monþes þe mon nemneð haligmonað |
[Nov. 17th, 2008|11:22 pm] |
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My present servant is a good man, but only a man for all that, or nearly so, and fading with the years. He is not nearly strong enough. My present daughter is a true sister of the winds and leader of the ravens. That is the right kind of strength for a queen, but is not strength enough for the storm that is coming.
But the old alliances hold. The wind and rain know me like they know no other. I have been said on occasion to lack many things, but strength I have never been short of. |
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| Anno mcmxlii, se xiv dæg þæs monþes þe mon nemneð haligmonað |
[Jun. 27th, 2008|04:06 pm] |
Oh lady of the apples, oh queen of the hives, wings are heard on the wind throughout the isles, and we feast again on the eyes of old foes within views of your queen's windows. Your prince is awoken and walks in the sunlight again, why would you sleep? There is more to do. The lost one is brewing storms against us in the east, and my winds will rise against him at last. |
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| Anno mcmxlii, se xiii dæg þæs monþes þe mon nemneð haligmonað |
[May. 18th, 2008|09:48 pm] |
I am not the shepherd in the stories I used to hear who values the lost lamb best of all, except to feast on. A stray feather from her wing only is what she thinks to bring home, but at this time any such are needed, and so, it is good. |
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| Anno mcmxlii, se iv dæg þæs monþes þe mon nemneð haligmonað |
[May. 4th, 2007|07:48 am] |
She can already fly, and she is already mated, so what does she bargain with? |
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