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Yay for Eamon! I get what Adrian wants for Luca, but he's getting close to losing his precious prize now. Perhaps Luca and Eamon will finally have an in-depth conversation? And Carisle as a fumbling spy is too cute. Quick thinking though, when he set the letter on fire. Chamberlin is most definitely working with someone. The plot thickens...

Sad to see Kraig still feeling as if he belongs in the background, but that kind of experience is hard to overcome. It will be so interesting to meet the rest of the Alphas. Deke has his work cut out for him.

Today's door made me think of this video. I get instant goosebumps whenever I hear it and I think it's because of the video. Even if I don't consider myself religious, this story grips me. Now that I have kids of my own I can only imagine what it must be to give birth in a stable. Then to have your child welcomed like that... If only the power of love could lead us all, rich or poor, to greet each child born into this world with such adoration. Each child can be that shining star, maybe not to the world but to its family and community. Instead, so many children suffer and die. Sorry, I'm getting a bit emotional here...

Good man, Silas! It's time to focus on the important things now. Not bicker and fight like school boys...

I'm not a very religious person, but I find the idea of a beacon of hope shining for the world quite comforting. To me, that beacon is more about being a decent human being, treating others with respect and trying to understand, failing that show acceptance and tolerance. We can all be beacons of hope to each other. I think Val wrote this.

I was so taken by the stories I forgot to guess, so I'll do it here. My guess is Cole.

A song I heard today and it made me cry, thinking of the sad times some of us in here are going through right now. It's in Swedish, but I found a translation. In the arms of great sorrow In the arms of great sorrow there are moments of laughter Like stars, peeking out from eternal night And in the first beams of the sun the swallows fly into the sky to bind fragile threads weave strands into a rope between us so we can reach each other In the rush of hard times there are screams that no one can hear Everything disappears into a whisper like a breeze slowly dying All the tears have dried into crystals on my cheek I have called, with all my strength all my strength, for you Can you hear me? Can we reach each other? In the footsteps of long winter frozen flowers are crushed And where loneliness walks the cold always bites worse Still, I have never hesitated between darkness or light Because when the crescent moon has faded everything has pointed in your direction and from my direction we can reach each other In the arms of great sorrow.

Very beautiful stories. Especially the one about Danny touched my heart. I had a cousin who died of leukemia in 1967. I never met him, but even though his parents later had four kids the missing brother was always present in their eyes. It's a sorrow that never goes away.I guess you learn to hide it better and better...

I don't think that would be acceptable to the kids, having a tree for such a short period. So it's a fake one for us...

A king spruce. But he reacts to several trees indoors. And yes, it's sad. I miss that smell at Christmas.

Outside is fine (except for during certain times in spring), but indoors it's too much for him. He had a very intense reaction to the tree that ended when we put it on the balcony.

Maybe Nathan should construct something similar and have it give Rother a nice, tight hug...

Happy birthday!

I also guessing the author moved in on this day. However, I'm guessing it's Val. I just think of the picture of the cat in the bay window. Looks like the outside could be gingeresque. For a moment I thought it would turn out to be an actual gingerbread house and therefore afordable. LOL

The boys went skiing!

Drew, that was just beautiful.

There are no words to say, except I'm thinking of you. Hug!

What a chapter, with a little sweetness wrapped in war preparations... I feel a bit sorry for both Adrian and Luca. I think they can have a good life together, if they get going. Now, with the war at hand and having only Jezebel (Really? Really!?!) to use as general... I'm beginning to doubt the marriage will ever happen. And then there's Eamon. So much is stacked against them, also making me hesitate whether I should root for Adrian to come away with his prize. Luca could quite possibly be facing a lot of diffcult decisions.

Such a great idea! A winter garden... I can look at things like that and go "Oh how beautiful!" but I know that if I try it myself I'd have a great ironic "Nailed it" entry... I just can't do any artsy stuff at all if it involves my hands. Well, I can write, but that's about it. And I don't think this is a herring one. So Cole wrote it...

So college life seemstobe heading in a good direction. Secret's safe and all. But for how long...? As one of those female readers, I must say I've never been freaked out by a hard dick. Unless it is presented to me in an unexpected and unwelcome way, say on the subway or in the street. That those things have a mind of their own is pretty clear to me. I find them quite intriguing. I must say I do recognise a lot of the sex as seamless part of life from when hubby and I started out way back when. Now, with all the things we have to do and two kids in the equation, things have to be planned...

I'm on the left but more to the middle. The blonde one...

I apparently suck at guessing... LOL So here's a picture of my choir doing a Luciatåg today at Seglora church. See if you can spot me...!

I don't see Jian as a bottom. He might be small n stature but he's powerful in nature. He just doesn't feel then need to flaunt his strength. As for lying shifters... Emm should recognise the odds for meeting another shifter adjacent guy who revs his engine like that and just go for it. Hasn't he thought about why he treasures Jian's friendship so much? Because they are a very good match!

Emmett really should realize he could lose the best thing in his life if he isn't prepared to take that chance. Still, Jian having such power over him could be scary. Will he yield to the tiger? I'm sure if he did he would discover something amazing... I'm sure Jian will be going slow, to allow him to get his wrapped around this and relax.

As a singer myself, I can understand how that ability can survive such trauma. When I sing (like today for instance Lucia processions x4) my mind goes into a very different mode. It's part of why I like it so much. A completely different focus away from the everyday stress and worries. And I think this is Val's story too.