To the Princess, from the Commander of the Military

Well, I guess fall is here. ^.^;

I can't believe I am going to the beach next week! XD  It's so cold here, but I know it will be warmer down south. =D
I got some good pics the other day when we went to the Scottish Festival in Radford. It was lots of fun; I saw some cool beadwork and jewelry, clothes, listened to some awesome music, and watched the Inheritance after going home to my friend's house for the evening. ^.^

Anyways, I'm bored, so I'll write something and hope it turns out decently.-

To the King's Physician and Princess,

You know, I always silently scolded myself for such compassion towards you and the others. But I couldn't help it. There was some connection between us.

Perhaps because we are all sentient beings; though we're a group made up of humans, elves, half-blood mermen, and fairies, which should have set us apart on the racial front, but never did.

 Other than that I can give you no reason. But over these years, the fortress of my body was broken down and I have come to associate with people more closely. I think I finally have found the light, but I'm not quite sure. It's a difficult thing to understand, I suppose. But I am certain I will never be going back there.

The darkness of it all was so terrible. And I am of a race assimilated with darkness. I must say I am never going to be able to see your interpretation of darkness in quite the same way, but we don't always have to see eye to eye, no?
 Anyways, it was rather horrible and I'm so thankful to have escaped it. I pay much of my thanks to the heavens, but a certain merman and yourself deserve much credit, along with the other members of our group. I would have never become a dedicated person if it weren't for Adrian, I do believe. I know I'm giving him a lot of credit, which doesn't seem normal of me, but I know that you will delight in knowing it, and I'm sure you won't hold it against me; quite the contrary, which could arise suspicion at my having said anything at all. But that's a paradox we shan't go into, my dear.

As you probably have already guessed, I'm sending this letter from the battlefield. The only thoughts that occupy my mind are saying goodbye to you and my home. For my home is you, did you not know that? Did you not know that when you gave me your last, final wave and turned away? I sigh heavily at the prospect; I can't stand the dreams of my past life without some thought of you and some horror at the vividness of the dreams and the cold sweat dripping down my face when I awake in the middle of the night. I hope I don't scream or talk; it wouldn't do me much good around the soldiers, would it? Murmuring or whispering is alright, because I have no one else in my tent, but honestly...I either need to take lithium before bed or learn whatever Adrian did to keep himself from uttering a sound.
 Other than such, there isn't much to keep me busy. The enemy is easy to round up, and I suspect I'll be back at the castle in a few weeks. But something is constantly nagging at me; it is your going away form the castle, and my saying goodbye. Ah, I already mentioned that, didn't I?

I'm sure you can tell by now that I am beating around the bush to get to my point. I started out good, but I am finishing rather badly. Digression is my weakness in letters; I wish I could stay on the point like Tithdaeron always did.

At any rate, I was just going to tell you that you have made a great improvement upon my life; I miss you more than I miss my own father, and that is a lot as you well know. I want you here...safe, in my arms, where I can watch over you and protect you. Moreover, I want to reassure that you are mine, and no other man's. For some reason, it seems easier to do that when you, dear Starr, are by my side.

-Love,
Your Dark Elf; Alastair
Commander of His Majesty of the West's Army of 15, 000 and Rightful Prince of the Dark Elvish Throne.
In the Eastern Frontier, Peeling Potatoes, Polishing Swords, and Rambling Stupid Plans that are Easy yet Somehow Hard To Understand.

~Calder's Birthday~He's #10!

Calder after a sword fight. They both were 'dead'.

Hello! Today was my little-little brother, Calder's, birthday. (No, his name isn't really Calder, but you don't need to know that! ;D)

My little brother's blog-He hasn't posted in a while, but school has kept him busy and he doesn't type very well yet!-http://calder-thebrightsideofthings.blogspot.com/

Alright, now, to the honors-

Calder, the Elvish Prince of the party

My little brother was born October 1st. I still remember when myself and my older brother first saw him. I was so excited to have another baby around! (I might not be a girly-girl, but I LOVE babies!!!)
I was only five.
It's actually very hard to remember much about him when he was little. But I know a lot about him now! He's very caring, comforts you when you're hurt, always apologizes (and about 10 times, at that!), has a terrible sweet tooth (but don't we all have one somewhere in our mouth?), loves to cook, listen and if someone will teach him, play the guitar, pretend he's playing the guitar while listening to Relient K, Blondie or sometimes 3 Doors Down (But 3DD is just a bit too depressing for the boy with the blog titled "The Bright Side of Things"!), and draw pictures.

He also likes watching anime with his sister. (But only the ok ones!)

Knight Shadow walking away...

Anyways, his birthday this year was medieval/fantasy themed. We all dressed up (except Cyll), sword fought, and had a blast. His birthday cake was a cool medieval castle-Kudos to mom who did a lot of work!

Knight Shadow was trying to get a good picture taking angle with his sword...

Still trying to get that photogenic angle...

Mage Argentia Krystofel with her Loveable longsword.

And boy did we dress up! I enjoyed sewing Calder's tunic...Here is Shadow's outfit, a nice one that we got at Goodwill (ours always has costumes for sale near Halloween, but since we don't celebrate that, we just buy them for fun parties, like this one!) My costume was an old dress that I wore at a costume competition at my school.

The mage with her handsome knight (who is making a strange face).

It should also probably be noted that my cape is a Batman cape and the sewing machine got "jammed" (really just lost the thread amidst it all) approximately 3 times.

-Argent ♥

A Dream

I had a dream
Where the tears were like diamonds


Sparkling in a room full of golden sunlight
Piercing, yet warmer than the warmest summer


We were crying glass-like stars
And the both of us were bent under


The looks of accusation, the visible scars
How many more will I make?


You were hurt, I was repentant
And I had caused much to be at stake


An accident, I say it was
But we know that's a lie


I just can't stand the darkness
And how your wings won't let you fly


But I was wrong
I apologize


And you go along
Even if the sun doesn't rise

Night lights glowing
A huge carnival

Well, a poem I wrote...I should probably try to write poems that are a bit more...hmmmm...understandable? But these are more of just laments and things I can't directly put my finger on to describe them.


-Argent♥

Rainy Evenings In France

She stared out the window into the rainy twilight. A storm had just passed, cooling the warm summer air to a comfortable temperature. Down in the garden below her window fireflies were flying up from the ground, blinking silently among the leaves of the dark apple tree. Amidst all the red roses was a single orange one, washed by the rain and swaying lazily in the breeze. Ailith could still hear the thunder in the distance and she thought that maybe another storm was coming through the area.
 Laughter broke the silence; which wasn't really silence due to the mewing of a cat, squealing of a few pigs across the street and the ballad of a minstrel in the bar below her room. But the laughing caught Ailith's attention, and she turned to see a girl with chocolate brown, curly hair walking arm-in-arm with a boy who appeared to be cracking jokes with her. He pointed toward the garden and her face suddenly grew serious as he walked over and picked one of the small purple violets growing in the stone wall. He presented the violet to her, shaking a stray strand of blond hair out of his face as he did so. It was a simple motion, but obviously pleased the girl even more than the violet, because she laughed as she wiped her hands on her dark red dress and took the flower. Fitting it in her hair, she took his arm once more. They continued down the street, and Ailith heard her exclaiming-"Caelan! That's not funny!" but laughing all the same.
 It began to drizzle a few minutes later, and Ailith found herself hoping it wouldn't ruin the evening stroll of the two laughing teens. She even found herself wishing that she could be doing the same somewhere; laughing and strolling along with her friends. The image of those she had lost crept into her mind, but the lightning flashed and thunder clapped loudly at that moment, the downpour that followed clearing her mind to the nothingness that it was beforehand. Ailith turned away and headed back downstairs; Kyle would be wondering where she was.


Ramble there. ^.^; Gotta love my writing, though. An idea I came up with a while back. Just filled it out a bit and Voila!
Anyways, it has been raining a lot in my area. It feels like fall! ^.^ I wrote that about summer, though, but it's still rain! XD I've got my grandparent's keyboard and am enjoying practicing on it. It's fun...but I like the touch of a piano better. >.<
 I've been sort-of brainstorming on an idea for a picture, but it currently hasn't come to anything except more questions about details. I also feel like writing in the RP, because this was the kind of weather last year that I thought the most about the RP, and around the same time, too. I'm really ready for fall. :)
Well, nothing much else to say!

-Argent ♥