→Seol 23: and Pain
Sep. 2nd, 2009 05:59 pmAstrolabe,
Is this right? Am I the right husband for you? Am I capable of becoming the other half of your heart? Will I be able to make you actually happy -- can I produce "pleasure" in you? Or will I only be able to provide you some fleeting satisfaction when you soothe my pains, paltry pleasures that cost your exhaustion? If I am ill for the rest of my life, will you nurse me, virtuously, until my sadness infects you, too?
Are you really willing to waste your life on someone who is so slow-witted and slow-smiling? Do you really like me, trust me that much?
I really like you and I trust you, and I'm really afraid
I need to work harder.
Seol 22 ← Seol 23 → Astrolabe 14
→Astrolabe 12: I Cannot Bear To Wait
Aug. 26th, 2009 07:43 pmDelivered to Seol by Jelleneth.

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→Astrolabe 11: An Apology
Aug. 25th, 2009 06:47 pmx
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.
→Astrolabe 7: My Own Hooves
Aug. 14th, 2009 01:46 am
Hello Seol. You know? I write a very hard Common for you.
→Astrolabe 5: Cure
Aug. 9th, 2009 09:13 pmAlthough 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,
There was also a crudely scrawled note that read,
You do not need that
You need this.
→SS1, Astro/Seol: Chocolate
Aug. 7th, 2009 01:31 amThe mixing bowls at the Aldor Rise inn were very big and very shiny. Astrolabe marveled at her distorted expression; tilting it this way, her forehead shrank and her mouth widened terrifyingly. She looked quite a bit like Helaah. Laughing, she lifted up the bowl and turned it around, showing Helaah the kitchen; was it the way she remembered?
Astro was sure, at least, that when her mother had been an Aldor priestess there had never been anyone here so pale and pink-skinned as that man; she captured his reflection in the bowl to show Helaah, the blurry figure of a dark-haired elf holding out a hand to her, asking smilingly, "That?"
→Astrolabe 2: Jealous and Jell
Aug. 3rd, 2009 06:42 pm
Lady Lady sent Seol a letter and armor kits. So Seol can die for Shattered Sun again.
→Astrolabe 1: Naked Times
Jul. 31st, 2009 07:51 pm
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.