Quill Chronicle & Tavern

[Dandeli]

Good morning to you, Readers.
Glad I am to announce the winners of the Summer Waltz voting period.
 
But first, I would like to express my utmost jubilation for all in attendance.
I hope that the Summer Waltz has taught a lesson in unity and the value of companionship.
Please, be unafraid of unwinding with a bit of fun now and again: it keeps you afloat.

And now, the winners, as was decreed by vote. . .
 

Best Dressed (Joint)
Sunsets over Moonlight and King Camino de Caewynn
 

Fanciest Footwork
Camilia Ediernon
 

Best Songster
Wormwander
   

Best Dancing Duo
Marfons Emeraldi and Rio Caldrott

You may collect your small prize of one Song Pendant and 2500c from Melionette Meandersong!

  
A story elapses, as was promised, in a column of the new day.
  

We entered the Gates of Babylon.

One half we could see was in it's age of splendour.

One half we could see was it's age of ruin.

Therein was a beautiful woman, who was there, and then vanished.

The war came, and would soon herald torment even in the City of Knowledge.

 

Azrael stood at the forefront.

Salem rushed through the castle's gates.

 

"Why did I make this world? The ones who taught me to create for those humans Mother loves so much.. yet the divine are so eager to destroy even a resting place."

 

"All their flaws in humans, and for what reason?"

 

"Destruction and pointless death of their own. Kraus forbid they give up the control on their freedom."

 

"Why should I offer my knowledge and care to any of them?"

 

"There is no purpose to it."

 

Many pillars fell to the hammer of Salem, the aspect destroying her own work.

 

"The end of life was never the problem. Greed in the hands of man stops the path forward.

 

Collecting, growing, learning, gifting.

 

You people who only desired to slay the enemy before understanding would repeat this cycle.

 

Create, so you can destroy.

 

In the purpose of justice, one forgets the purpose of a safe passage to death.

 

One would kill in the name of the another without realising the purpose is not to kill in the name of."

  

The air grew cold, and I could feel my emotions turn blank and dulled.

 

We fought her, then.

 

Tatsuya almost died at the end, when we finally brought her to a standstill.

 

By Uriah's good will, he, and myself, survived another day.

 

After she was defeated her regrets still stayed.

 

By choice of the group, she was bound to her own orb in a willing pact.

 

Urano inherited the orb of his Mother, in hopes she will one day find peace seeing the world through his eyes.