seol_plumfall | Entries tagged with astrolabe writing

Hello Seol.

I like to have journal of you. In many times I feel (muteness) of I (echoing around this planet). I have a feeling of very big lonelyness. But in journal of you are journals you wrote to I. I like to read "Hello Astrolabe," you it seems like you were whispering forward to me, in reply to my incomprehensible sad rage.

Sorry I cannot write this well in Common. I learn very, very hard, I know more. No one knows I, but I knew this.

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Current Mood: apologetic

Piled on a desk in an Aldor library: old notebooks full of scribbles, finely rendered landscapes, chaotic frenzies of stick figures; many copies of the same schoolhouse workbooks, painfully simple ones, with angry black marks or looping scribbles filling the answer blanks. A sketchbook, a real luxury item with bright white paper, a purple and gold Aldor symbol on the front, and not one drawing inside; a sewing kit, a set of blade-pens, a box of pigments; tiny bags of dried herbs that still smelled nice. And an envelope, stuffed fat with half-finished paper cuttings, figures carefully glued together, loose circles and triangles and squares.

At the front, on top of a small journal open to a page of neat Thalassian, a collection of notes scrawled in messy Common on bits of scrap paper, some slightly oil-stained as if they had been procured from a fishmonger. Collections of words: "feel" ... "things" ... "to be" ... "to grow" ... grouped by circles or linked by arrows, sometimes accompanied by small illustrative diagrams.

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Current Mood: miserable

Hello Seol.

Strangle Thorn Vale is very dangerful.

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Current Mood: naughty

I hate them. I hate all of them.

They don't kill to punish, they punish to kill. They use "vindication" as an excuse to destroy anything. They use "purity" to beautify an empty world. They like to kill -- they grasp the Light to poison it with anger and make it sick and make it suffer -- not to protect someone, or to heal his sadness, or to make the world safe and gentle.

Not even to survive, like the blood elves who made M'uru sick and dead.

They kill the Light because they want the Light to be angry and hateful and sick. And they are proud.

Jiajia 1 ← Astrolabe 9 → Seol 12

Current Mood: enraged

Hello Seol

Common of I is not good. But night elves (night elves are not like blood (day?) elves any, you told I it) told I to Draenor is "Blasted Land" of "Eastern Kingdoms" (south). I am very far! Or I am not far. I go to forest is Ashen Vale to Barren to goblin ship to Strangle Thorn Vale. But I fear Horde fight draenei. So I (make my preparations) to I go.

I understand why the Horde would kill me on sight because I sound like the blood of blood elves, deafening. So even if they burn between me and him I cannot complain of their heat. Only cry. For the dead ones more than the one who lives. I'll drown it out eventually.

I told night elves I am not a paladin. I told them I am a warrior they to train. So they tell me to do things. I get armor, I know more Common (slow.) But I do not know more to fight. They want things. Like lumbers from Lumber Camp of orcs. I do not want to make orcs dead. So I know more to be quiet. Chainmail is hard to be quiet.

I know more and help people of villages. Night elves are not all nice. I do not like them very very much. But they are not bad. People of villages are people of villages. Like any place. And there are holier-than-they on Aldor Rise.

But soon I go. Vindicators tell of bad paladin ran away and they get me.

I wonder what the punishment is for deserting.

Probably not as bad as the one for heresy.

Seol 11 ← Astrolabe 8 → Jiajia 1

Current Mood: worried

Hello Seol. You know? I write a very hard Common for you.

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Current Mood: lonely

~~I hate you~~ Your mind is like the minds of the Legion.

Your Hand is opposite the hand of the man'ari.

I will not kill them. The words will not come back. You cannot read at all because of the glare of the Light.

I will NEVER be a paladin

Seol 10 ← Astrolabe 6 → NPC Letter: Kuros

Current Mood: enraged

Although Seol's sleep was not disturbed during the night, when he awoke in the Aldor dormitory to put on his armor and join the other elite soldiers of the Shattered Sun, he found his belongings had been rifled through. The packet of mana powder he always carried with him was gone, and in its place was a bar of dark chocolate.

There was also a crudely scrawled note that read,

You do not need that
You need this.

Seol 6 ← Astrolabe 5 → Seol 7

Current Mood: hopeful

What Astrolabe thinks of that.

Seol 5 ← Astrolabe 4 → Helaah 1

Current Mood: weirded out

I am not the most not pretty woman Seol knew!

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Current Mood: relieved

Lady Lady sent Seol a letter and armor kits. So Seol can die for Shattered Sun again.

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Current Mood: grumpy

Hello Seol

I do not like to write journal. To write is very hard. My to noodle is sticky on words. The words stay in door. I am very sad and angry. So I am bad and do not wrote journal. In your ear is different. To talk is better.

But you are ill. So I write journal. ( Read more... )

Current Mood: anxious

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Seol Plumfall

turtle loves sporebat

→Astrolabe 11: An Apology

→Seol/Astro 16: Remnants

→Astrolabe 10: Meanwhile, in Stranglethorn

→Astrolabe 9: Heresy of Gentleness

→Astrolabe 8: Same as Anywhere

→Astrolabe 7: My Own Hooves

→Astrolabe 6: To Vindicator Kuros

→Astrolabe 5: Cure

→Astrolabe 4: Ghostie

→Astrolabe 3: Our children

→Astrolabe 2: Jealous and Jell

→Astrolabe 1: Naked Times

September 2011

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