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January 28 - September 8, 2022
Alcuin, it transpired, spoke Skaldic with some long-imprinted skill, for it had been his milk-tongue, spoken to him in the cradle by a Skaldic wetnurse.
For this too I learned, that a storyteller’s tale may end, but history goes on always.
It is a human failing, to attribute the best of motives to those we know the least, and the worst to those we love best;
While I learned how to kneel uncomplaining for hours at a time and the proper angle of approach for serving sweets after a meal, Ysandre was learning how greed and jealousy corrupt the human soul.

