Sasha Distan

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Haptic - the study of touch. A haptic can tell things through touch, to various levels and with various effects. Because Ishca is a haptic empath, he feels emotionsAki isn't demon enough to fire his own pottery. Hel doesn't HAVE a spirit animal, he IS a spirit animal.

Can you imagine the inside of my brain turned into television? It's sort of terrifying.

oh, Aki's powers aren't that strong, but you're right, though, nothing is instant here... except...

oh I bet you can! and you're right, paranormal powers and abilities do not stop someone from being a sulky teenager or an insecure mess.

“Hel?” Aki knocked his knuckles against the door softly, “dinner time bud.” When there was no answer, the young man sighed and rapped harder. “Hel!” “Go away!” Aki bit back an angry snarl and exhaled slowly. Since the kid’s spirit had appeared in his room, wolf shaped, in the middle of the night, Hel had stayed in his room and refused to come out. At first Aki had given him his space, figuring he would come out and talk in his own time, but now it was the evening, Hel hadn’t eaten anything all

Just one, rather large, horse. Copper is a 19 year old Irish sport (which is horse speak for no particular breed at all). he's 16.2hh, and has this lovely habit of bucking when he's happy, or annoyed, or excited... or just generally. Copper is semi retired now, which means he gets to have a lovely easy life of long walks, nice hacks out across fields, and lots of time to roll around in his field and actually be a horse. Here he is looking lovely and red in the winter sunlight, getting ready for a ride.

that's about the long and short of it dugh.

We just finished watching The Theory of Everything, about the life of Professor Stephen Hawing and his wife. Afterwards I cried, and I couldn't explain it to Cris. Right then was another moment when I realized how really wonderful my husband was, because he just said he loved me, and didn't ask why a film about a physicist had left his big strong cowboy in tears. And the reason is this. The film made me infinitely sad, because the love powerful enough to make one person love another even though one of them is dying (he was predicted a life expectancy of 2 years when diagnosed with MND), was still not strong enough to overcome the obstacles the disease brought to them. It still wasn't enough. In awful moments, I wonder if there is a love strong enough to withstand time and the universe, and if it wasn't for the proof I have encountered, I doubt I could write the all consuming adoration that I do. My godparents have only ever been with each other, they have been together 35 years. Both my parents, and Cris's parents, are still married, and still happy. And then there's the grandparents. A little while ago I told you all that I hoped the two of them could go together, and that is just how it went. Grandfather passed away from pneumonia with complications, and two weeks later his wife of 80 years died in her sleep. The first thing she said to my father in law when he told her of her husbands passing was "I wish he could come back, to show me how to join him". It was a very grandma thing to say. They will be buried together, one grave and one service, next Thursday, and I will stand there all in black and fall to pieces in front of everyone who loved them. I will not be the only one. I am not crying for their loss, not really. They wanted to go, they were tired, life had lost it's glory for them. I am crying for the love they had, the adoration that kept them together, even though they came from completely different worlds. Grandma was Scottish, grandfather was Chinese, and looking at the pictures of them when they were younger even than Cris and I, you can see the adoration they felt for each other. and it is right there is the last ever picture of them both, taken by my brother in law at Christmas over my shoulder. They never stopped adoring each other. I don't know what I believe happens afterwards, but I know that whatever it is, they are not meant to be apart.Love that strong cannot simply die. Somehow, and I have no mathematical equation to deal with this, though I wish I did, that love must transcend the laws of physics. There can be no other explanation.

Yes, but understandable. There are memories Nathan will always love, times when his father was the most important man on the planet: teaching him to drive, teaching him to ride, showing him the birth of a foal, putting his first cowboy hat on his head at his first rodeo... Nathan's father smiled with pride when his son broke in Cayman all by himself; and those are the things Nathan will always love his father for, the things which will keep him from leaving. But he will not be sad in five years time when his father has a heart attack, not truly sad anyway, because as Cole Senior's health degrades he will take steps back from running the farm, will become more tolerant as his strength lessens, and one night when his heart fails him again, Nathan will cry for hours for the man he lost. but he won't cry at his father's funeral, because he will stand by the graveside and remember the man his father became, the awful way he often was, and even though he is sad, a weight will lift from his chest, because he will finally be free.

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Can i have the skull of the first on the bonnet of the second?

that's what imaginations are for!thank you, and you're welcome.

thanks. the boys have to have their privacy. I'm not so sure Nathan's ever going to be able to really strike out on his own. but maybe his Father will suffer an early heart attack or something...

Well thanks for your honesty - but I don't know what you mean when you say that He was at the same place with Taylor as he was with Clem... because he wasn't. Nathan would get run of the Riley Farm if he ever tried to go back. The thing is, the outcome doesn't actually matter. The change needed is Nathan's, and even if Clem doesn't accept his apology, the point is that Nathan has tried and is taking control of his life. After all, it's his story.

hahaha! thank you hun, I'm so glad you liked it. But no, no sequels; Nathan needs some space to grow and take charge of his life.

thanks hun! I'm so glad you enjoyed it.

thank you hun, and you're welcome.just holding hands is a battle enough, Nathan's got a long way to go, but at least he's moving in the right direction.

thank you LitL.not having an insta-fix ending was really important for me and quite hard to pull off. how much fix is enough? I guess I must have got it right or you wouldn't all be saying such lovely things too me, but it was an interesting challenge. how Nathan will deal with his father is probably going to define much of the next part of his life, but at least now he is becoming familiar with the tools which will allow him to do so, and he has the support of a decent guy. Between Cayman and Taylor, I reckon Nate is well looked after these days.

awww, thanks Gary, you always say such nice and perceptive things. I'm glad to that Nathan isn't That Guy anymore. he's grown, he's changed, and he is taking control of his life. to win the battle by standing hand in hand is a lovely image. thank you Gary.

Nathan has come a long way down an even longer road. but our observation of his journey ends here. he'll be fine without us, he's got Taylor.

Thanks dugh. I agree. He'll get there one day

I netted another one! now you have an account you can come join us in the forums and become a fully fledged member of the Sashaverse. I'm so glad you've been enjoying the series, and that you're coming around to liking Nate. He's a good guy underneath; I promise!