Princess Rosella of Daventry (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
primrosella) wrote2012-08-02 06:12 pm
primrosella) wrote2012-08-02 06:12 pm
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Quest 310
Mm. It's August 2nd again, isn't it.
Thinking back on it, I remember I first started this journal because we have a certain tradition in my family, that every time one of us goes on a grand adventure, the first thing we do once we've gotten back and hugged everyone and all that is to sit right down with the court chronicler and tell the whole story as clearly as we can remember it, so he can take it down and save it with the other tales of adventure in our library. And everything was so new to me then, and there was so much to see, that I thought I'd better write it all down as I went along, or I'd never be able to remember it all once I finally did get home. Looking back on it now, I'm rather glad I did; back then, I had no idea I'd be away for years, instead of weeks or even months. And I'm sure I wouldn't remember nearly so much of it as I ought to if I didn't have this journal to remind me.
But there is a story I'll never forget, and it's the one I tell every year on August 2nd: the one about the princess with the six brothers that were turned into swans, and how she spent six years in silence sewing shirts for them out of thistles, because the only way to break the curse was to go the whole time without ever smiling or laughing as she worked to make the shirts that would change them back. And every year I think of that princess, and how long of a time six years really is--it's only a few lines in a story, but living it out is something very different entirely, isn't it? I certainly don't think I could've managed it myself.
After all, just four years already seems like a terribly long time, and that's with being able to smile and laugh and speak with my friends every day.
I do wonder sometimes, on August 2nd, what I'll do if I manage to run out six years, just the same as that princess with her swan brothers did. I'm more than halfway to it, now. What story will I tell on my anniversary if I should finally outlast her with my own time in the City?
Though I suppose by that point, perhaps, I could always start retelling a few of my own, instead.
[OOC: And with August 2nd comes Rosella's Polyversary--today marks four years she's been in the City, and I am still baffled by it. Thank you all for all the wonderful years of gameplay, Polyites! I'm hoping for many more still to come. ♥]
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Thinking back on it, I remember I first started this journal because we have a certain tradition in my family, that every time one of us goes on a grand adventure, the first thing we do once we've gotten back and hugged everyone and all that is to sit right down with the court chronicler and tell the whole story as clearly as we can remember it, so he can take it down and save it with the other tales of adventure in our library. And everything was so new to me then, and there was so much to see, that I thought I'd better write it all down as I went along, or I'd never be able to remember it all once I finally did get home. Looking back on it now, I'm rather glad I did; back then, I had no idea I'd be away for years, instead of weeks or even months. And I'm sure I wouldn't remember nearly so much of it as I ought to if I didn't have this journal to remind me.
But there is a story I'll never forget, and it's the one I tell every year on August 2nd: the one about the princess with the six brothers that were turned into swans, and how she spent six years in silence sewing shirts for them out of thistles, because the only way to break the curse was to go the whole time without ever smiling or laughing as she worked to make the shirts that would change them back. And every year I think of that princess, and how long of a time six years really is--it's only a few lines in a story, but living it out is something very different entirely, isn't it? I certainly don't think I could've managed it myself.
After all, just four years already seems like a terribly long time, and that's with being able to smile and laugh and speak with my friends every day.
I do wonder sometimes, on August 2nd, what I'll do if I manage to run out six years, just the same as that princess with her swan brothers did. I'm more than halfway to it, now. What story will I tell on my anniversary if I should finally outlast her with my own time in the City?
Though I suppose by that point, perhaps, I could always start retelling a few of my own, instead.
[OOC: And with August 2nd comes Rosella's Polyversary--today marks four years she's been in the City, and I am still baffled by it. Thank you all for all the wonderful years of gameplay, Polyites! I'm hoping for many more still to come. ♥]