The Halcyon Girl

It leaps and it shivers

Completely untethered

Small as a movement 

Large as a word

Any guesses?

Ahem. Good day, subjects. Today is a good day, for you see, I am perched on a lovely dragoney throne with embellishments of platinum. Expensive, yes, but nothing I can’t handle with the help of your taxes! Look how it shimmers in the light. Gorgeous.

*pets blue fire lizards*

My pets like it too.

Does anybody know how I change my orange plus thing? In case I don’t want to be a skaa anymore?

Finals week.

*Agonized screaming and curling into fetal position under covers*

I’ll be fine. But it’s still scary.

I won’t rant about the school system and its effects on mental health. I have a google doc for that. 

This is fine.

FRIDAY THE THIRTEENTH!! I always need more of those. To be honest, I love them with all my existance and till the end of time.

Today was a good day. I got some good writing done (though not for my focus novel, of COURSE), got a role I was comfortable with in the one-act my drama class is doing, and got to play volleyball in gym. I also got chic-fil-a (refunded, cuz 1.5 hour wait) and watched a dragon movie with my fam. New OC idea!! Yay!!

And then of course… yesterday we had a Spanish test. I got over 100% because there was a bonus question… about me, and a mistake I made on the practice quiz. *hides until the end of time* I WAS TRYING TO DO IT FROM RAQUEL’S PERSPECTIVE… Only three of us got it right. Me (duh), some random kid, and a cute boy I kinda like. So that was fun… but hey, three bonus points! 

Have many good days.  

Greetings, everyone. I’ve escaped my confinement for long enough to wish you all a happy thanksgiving!

Thanksgiving is a funny holiday. It gets sort of eclipsed by Halloween and Christmas, but lately it tends to sneak up on me, even though we’re shopping and cooking and stuff. It’s funny how often that seems to happen to me lately. I guess it’s an effect of getting older. 

Anyway, I wanted to thank you all for being awesome people and all those amazing things. And once more, happy thanksgiving!

—Haly

Guys, I got a really twirly skirt  

I don’t know why that merits a status update. I just wanted you to know that I have a twirly skirt  

Guyz is late

And I still up

And I had two root beers

And many Oreos

And I got ‘drunk’ on my own laughter with a couple of peeps (we laughed a lot)

And it was the best evening ever

So ya I felt like saying so

HALLELUJAH 

I HAVE RETURNED AND I AM BACK AND MY NAME IS RIGHT AGAIN

IM SO HAPPY

Things I want to say:

1) I got a sword for Christmas.

2) I get to give my friend her Christmas present tomorrow.

3) Kumquats.

4) Do not go gentle into that good night… Rage, rage, against the dying of the light.

5) Seventeen pockets on a thirty-dollar fence

6) Most roleplayers have a higher post count and lower rep count than other Sharders. Why? Because we like it that way!

7) DID I MENTION IM ME????

Happy new year!

I went to a church dance and elected to devote the evening to scientific findings on the species of Homo Sapiens, or humans, as opposed to my own species and subspecies—evil author. I shall copy my notes here. Some few of them are about individual members of the species, but more muse on behaviors of the animals as a whole.

• In the light, the dark-haired girls look like redheads. Very redheads.
• There is an irritating gaggle of people blocking my vantage. 
• When a human is cut off from its pack, or has nobody to speak with, it must distract itself at all costs—a phone will do, or food, or a notebook (I do not stoop to such. My writing it scientific findings, not a distraction. Let us be very clear on that point). 
• There is a girl in a wheelchair with a broken leg, who I see with a boy who is teasing her. Friend or date, I don’t know. 
• When this species gets together, they form a huge, shifting clump, effectively creating a ‘maze’ difficult to navigate. 
• Tragic how these creatures need songs written by those they don’t know to feel good about themselves. Can’t they tell they are already wonderful?

• Somehow, the way they jump up and down with fists in the air makes even one like me wish to join them. 
• A large amount of males has congregated at the opposite wall for no apparent reason. 
• I shall now progress into field study.

• Field study is exhausting. I shall prowl the perimeters of the room as an alternative. 
•The knot in the center of the room is not the only place humans frequent. Not even most, possibly not even half, dance there. The others dance and chat in small groups.

• As the night ages, the population of those who seek sustenance swell to unbelievable numbers. 
• Two boys did a flip--one over the other. I shall not theorize.
• The boy has stolen her wheelchair. 
•Approximately everyone thinks they’re weird, even if it’s simply subspecial traits manifest to by themselves. The only ones who can properly claim to be weird are the people who actually are. If you’re reading this, that’s probably you. Congratulations.

• Boys like the halls…?

• When viewed as a group, humans appear to be a single organism, a single mass… as opposed to separate, individual entities.

• There is a most unusual force utilized to make any subspecies of author (perhaps reader also) to feel inferior when walking among humans, when, in fact, we are immeasurably superior to the animal in question.

• Shyness is not a byproduct, but a precursor of a good dance.

That was fun. Really fun. Again, happy 2023!

HAPPY SCUDDING NATIONAL DRAGON DAY!!!

Okay, yes, it’s technically ‘appreciate a dragon day’, but SERIOUSLY, all MENACING dragons DON’T LIKE BEING APPRECIATED. I’m sticking to my guns on this one.

SO SCUDDING THERE.

Here’s a poem I found…

From Death to Life

When the wind in the roses is too silent to see

When the rock falls above, yet misses the ground

When a river flows, swollen with the tears of the lost

And the weary stone turns to dust, too tired to remain round

~

Then is the time when the meter of rhyme shall slow and stop

And sounds fall empty on hollow ears

And the sea wither and die, succumbing to the pain of existence

~

Then shall the final song ring

Then shall the final song ring

~

And the restless soil will settle once more in its place

And the waters shall sigh

And the broken mend

And the world welcome the medley of life, never again to rend

~

The final song shall ring

And we shall have a new king

—Little Birdie

Hey Unknowing

If you wanna join lCanon

Please come join the lCanon

We’d be glad to have you 

I demand it

Back me up here guys

Hi hi hi! Today was a good day! And I have so much I need to write but I wrote this for a school assignment and so here it is. (Also, those are not my real initials, which is why I left them in. It’s my persona that I don’t know why I have, but she’s like… me ish.)

Right now it’s called Adder Carslile because that’s his name, but I don’t know how long I’ll keep the title. Anyway.

Hmm.

What a predicament.

Ookla season is over… but I cannot change back for ten days.

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

I added some prefixes and suffixes to my language! Some rules too, and a way to generally distinguish nouns from verbs. I’m happy.

Thats all.  

I am extremely disgruntled. 

I attempted to add to the Helios Symposium, but it kept bolding and I don't want it bold. Grrrrr.

Maybe this is happening because I'm on a computer? I don't understand that, but that's all I can come up with.

I am SO excited for the weekend, I can’t EVEN. I’m going to DRAW

and WRITE

and listen to MUSIC

under the covers of my BED

cuz that’s my favorite place to BE

WHEEEEEEE

Have a blast this weekend, guys!

I don’t have any philosophical comments today.

I lie. I might have already breached this topic, but here goes, CUZ I NEED AN ANSWER PEOPLE.

So when people say, “I think, therefore I am…”

Where does that leave all us blondes? 

DO I EXIST?

I have jangly bracelets  

They fit just right

They’re loose like they should be but they don’t slip off unless I want them to

I’ve been walking around randomly shaking my fists 

*amusement noises*

I know I know I know I did my last SU like two minutes ago… but I forgot to put in the binder cover. And I didn’t want to wait till tomorrow. So I’ll just not do one tomorrow! 

I took the photo at a slant so as to minimize shadows.

I went thrift store shopping and I found this GORGEOUS satchel that TOTALLY looks Aestran! I’m so happy!

I’m happy.

This is actually quite a good thing for me to be saying, I’ll have you know. Happiness is healthy as long as it’s not UNhealthy.

Anyway, Im happy and just wanted to say so.

Also, Enya’s ‘Now We Are Free’ is really good. I finally know what the song is that has been nagging at me for years! Yay!

I’m in a play for school, and…

We stayed until nine thirty today. It’ll be the same Wednesday, and then on Thursday, Friday, and Saturday we have the performances. 

Im just gonna hope I don’t die before Christmas break…

I’m the happiest person alive. 

I have five dragons now, and this one is huge and golden and 3d printed by my uncle and… she’s a work of art. A constellation of only the brightest stars ever…  

Her name is Beauregarde. In honor of my uncle, and the ‘regarde’ part just feels regal.