Nephylim

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I have never tried fire play and anyone who knows my relationship with fire wouln't let me anywhere near them with a candle Not that I wouldn't love to of course... oh actually I'm trusted with the wax dripping if I keep the flame well away. I used to have BDSM candles but I can't find a supplier anymore... well not one I can afford. I love wearing slave cuffs but they get in the way sometimes.

All my stories carry Kleenex warnings Thanks for the review, hope I didn't ruin any sleeves

What can i say. Anything that produces belief in magic is sooo awesome. Thank you

Aw thanks hun. A fan? Wooo how exciting.

Oh no, the Bainsidhe was no monster, and she did love him. He's going to her world and not his death

Thank you so much darling. Your reviews are a pleasure as always. I'll tell you a secret. I really don't mind how anyone reads the ending but in my mind he didn't die but was rescued by his friends.

I have NO idea how I missed this review. SO sorry hun, and it's such a great one too. I don't know whether you've checked it out yet but the inspiration was a painting i did. It's in my gallery, bet you can guess which one It would actually be a good story to read in the light of a flickering oil lamp I think

You know what I'm like... take your eyes off me for a minute and I've written a new story I'm glad you're still enjoying them

If you're that stuck why not just jump straight into the good stuff. You can explain things as you go along. If you;re reallly really stuck find a good beta and talk things over with them. They will know where you're going with the plot and can give you some ideas as to how to get there

Very disturbing. Extremely well written and gripping.

WOOOOOO HAPPY BIRTHDAY :wub::wub:

Doesn't everything. Perspective is your best friend and worse enemy

Beautiful Your post and John's response brought tears to my eyes. Maria is right you are just beautiful together and I couldn't be happier for you. I know in my heart that whatever happens, whatever goals you set, achieve or revise, wherever you live,whatever you do, your hearts are united and that;s all that counts. There will always be someone there for you to share your joy and sadness, achievement and failure. I am sooooo jealous I've heard the poem before, many times, and it really hits a spot. Thank yuo

I went to Kidwelly with a friend. What did I do? I lazed around a lot, watched sunsets, drank wine, played guitar hero in the arcades, counted over a thousand little yellow tickets which ef exchanged this morning for two teddies and a piggy bank, walked, ate too much, got a taste for Newcastle Brown bottled beer, drooled over a really sexy bartender, bemoaned the fact that apart from the really sexy bartender there was neither talent nor eye candy to be seen... no totty watching for me, I'm afriad, which was probably just as well as my son was with us Bob... I like to be among people and am a gregarious person BUT... too much is too much and I LOVE my solitude sometimes. These are rare moments as there is always something going on in this house. It's nice to be able to do whatever I want although, of course, having the ability to do what I want means that I have no actual desire to do anything but what I would have done if I had not been alone... except for the meal Thank you for your best wishes darling and I wish you the same.

Blogging is good for you, if only so that you can invent new swear words that get past the mods. I am not even going to consider asking about what's upset you, becasue I figure if you wanted to tell you would. So... I am just going to say that if someone, for whatever reason, manages to stop you doing things that you like doing, that connect you to your friends, that help you emotionally, physically or whatever... then they carry on beating the crap out of you until you start again. So many people love and support you but there are ALWAYS going to be the assholes who try to pull you down. You're too strong for that and you have too many people around you who will support you no matter what. Take care of you and to hell with all the rest... even us if needs be Love Ya

HAHAHAHA Yang.... OH YEAH!!!! Well maybe not the chipmunk Maria... I sooooo empathise with the bohemic hippy sloppy lazy cozy... I SOOO like that style of living.

Well, I always put my keys in the little bowl in the hall because if I don't I spend hours looking for them the next time I need them. Then I usually take off my shoes and change into my pyjamas. What happens next depends on whether or not I have my son to take care of, or if the cats need feeding, or if I have to take laundry out. I usually head for the coffee and lappy as soon as possible though

It really doesn't take much to put a smile on my face and it's really hard to pick just three things but here's my best shot. 1. The smell of lilac 2. Dancing in the rain 3. Watching the sun set over the sea with a glass of wine and a packet of M&M's

Ditto ... I LOVE that word

SOOOO The daughters have moved out. OH GODS but it feels good to have the house to myself. Okay, so it's a bit quiet sometimes especially when, like tonight Ef is with his dad but it is blissful to clean my kitchen, do the dishes, go to bed/work/holiday and have the kitchen clean and dishes washed when I come back. Never again will I have to see that teetering mound of grease and dried on tomatoe sauce. Never again will I have to wash a plate before i can eat my dinner. Never again will I have to wear a towel around me when I come out of the bathroom (well at least until Ef reaches around 13) never again will I have to queue for the shower, or close the bathroom door, or clean hair out of the plughole that isn't mine, or have strange collonies of living creatures appear in the kitchen attached to a mug that has been lying on a shelf for three months, or have the salt disappear only to reappear six months later, empty, or to smell chocolate that I can't eat or.... Well, at least not until next time... and i am sure there is going to be a next time; if not with the girls then with Ef. I am sitting here having just got home from holiday, all alone. The house is dark and cold, the television is off. There is no one to talk to, no one chattering in the background. The house is silent and feels empty... and GODS IS IT GOOD :) I'm about to cook Tai green curry, with quorn and I am going to eat it with cous cous mixed with garlic and spring onions and garlic and herb croutons on top. Usually if I want to eat something like this I have to cook another meal as well for everyone else. Life is good Yeah yeah I know... vampire.... garlic.. What can I say? I love the stuff

Babe, you can want a son all you like, and it's perfectly okay that you do btw, BUT you wait until you have that three year old on your knee kissing your cheek and calling you Daddy... and then the first day at school when she looks back at you with the shy smile and trembling lip... and when she starts high school and gets the lecture about boys... and when she brings the first boy home for you to brow beat... and when you take a photo of her at prom... and walk down the aisle with her on your arm... You are going to be the proudest dad in the world and you are going to have a beautiful little girl who is going to grow into a beautiful young woman knowing she is loved and cherished and has the best dads in the world. Mind you I would try to find a foster family for the years between 13 and 18 so you can have respite care on the days when a) she hates you or you are so pissed with her you want to hit a wall or c) she's suck an obnoxious little brat you are just SO embarassed to be seen in pulic with her. Better make that permanently then Look after your hair now

Well, I can promise that we will hear from River again and he will have his chance to explain... but he is going to have to deal with Asher.

Oh yeah... still thinking of you and sending positive thoughts but I am so glad that things are settling down and getting more positive. Hope youre right back on top very soon

Well... I think that modern society, especially Western society has suffered a lot from lack of ritual. We don't mark the rights of passage any more... except marriage. Where are the coming of age rituals, the ones that show the young people their place in the tribe... oh that's right, they take place in back alleys and dingy flats and usually involve some kind of weapon. Death is the same. Where is the joy in it; the beauty. We are so bloody selfish all we can think about is our own loss... how we will cope without that person. In funerals there is 5 minutes of a stranger reading from notes about the person's life. Where is the celebration of that life? WHere are the empassioned testamonials from family and friends... well they are snivelling in the back rows, cowed by 'convention' and 'propriety'. There is a Welsh legend where a man falls in love with a faery who comes to him on the basis that she will disappear if he strikes her three times. Of course he does, and two of those times are where she weeps at a wedding and laughs at the funeral. The wedding is sad because of the trials and tribulations the couple will suffer in their lives together and the loss of their youth. The funeral is happy because it is a celebration of life and the end of pain and suffering. For me death is not something to fear at all and... yes I get scared about the process of it but not what happens after... i have lived life the best I can and if it's not good enough... tough. if there is a jealous god who damns me not because of who I am but because of what I believe then... tough. I am not about to change who I am because someone else can't accept it even if that someone else is God. There is one sure thing about life... none of us gets out of it alive. Whether you live another year or five or ten, Bob, by your life you have touched people, many people: those you know about and those you don't. By your choices and the way you chose to live you have changed the world around you. By doing that you have changed the lives of the people around you... close by and all over the world via the joys of the internet. Their changed lives will change their world and the world of those around them. What more can anyone ask that by their lives they have changed the world.?