“I would travel far and wide...seeing, listening, creating. I would weave tales for an enthralled audience. A song would be heard throughout the kingdom, and I would be a part of that. You would normally think that a bard would pick up his tales from stories heard in his travels or, perhaps, from personal observation of these events. Perhaps some bards would create the stories themselves or, at least, adapt the original versions heard... But what if the bard were really more than a bard? What if he were once a gallant knight or an old sea captain...perhaps even a forgotten prince? What if the stories he told, what if the characters brought to life in his stories, were really of his comrades and himself? Stories from long ago that he finally wished to be heard? What if those who listened to his tales, all the while assuming that they were far disconnected from their communicator, were really listening to the narrative of a wanderer intimately connected to it all? And where would such an individual go when his final days as an “official” bard were spent? Perhaps he would decide to retire in a lighthouse. For, surely, no place would be more fitting for the hero emeritus. He would gaze upon the glorious sea in recollection...guiding others with the beacon of light atop his home as he had once been shepherded. The adventurer became the storyteller...and then the Sentinel of the Sea.” SeaHeroOceanStorytellingStoryStorytellerPrinceLighthouseBardSea Captain Book:I Thirst Source: I Thirst
“Are many court jesters also bards?” Linetta questioned. “Any true jaemythe is,” Cornelius said, as if to suggest that the best of each must be his kind. He bowed low, his large eyes meeting hers. “‘We are masters of mirth and ancient song,’ so sayeth an age-old verse. For, there are always riddles to be had in the mind and heart of a jaemythe.” JesterRiddlesCourt JesterBard Book:Prince of Chandeliers Source: Prince of Chandeliers
“In that moment, I heard a melody, strong and sure, yet as soft as the dancing waves, bringing within their folds a legend passed through bygone years to the present—once haunting, but now free—a story that a bard might once have told.” SeaOceanMelodyFreeLegendLighthouseBardWeavesBygone Years Book:Peter Source: Peter