Nephylim

But people DO listen and songs DO send messages out to people. Surely there has to be some responsibilty somewhere.

Is it just me who has a real issue with the song released by Matt Cardle, the UK XFactor winner. When we collide we come together If we don’t we’ll always be apart I’ll take a bruise I know you’re worth it When you hit me, hit me hard I mean... WHAT!!!! It's about being in an abusive relationship where your partner essentially beats the crap out of you but you stay together because you think they love you and you love forever!!! What kind of message does that send out... that it's okay for your partner to beat you? That you should stay in an abusive relationship and 'take a bruise'? Why is there no outcry? Why is there not even an agry comment on facebook? What kind of people llsten to this song and don't complain? Maybe it's because I see the results of this kind of thinking every day but I am truly shocked by this.

You don't know many artists do you

Well... there were ideas about how to continue it but it didn't really go far enough to extend it very far... I'm not good at writing that kind of intrigue and detail. I think it might stay a short story unless someone else picks it up. I have other projects on the burner and I'm writing three stories at the same time right now so I think and expansion is unlikely but I'm really glad you liked the story

I think that they will pay in blood whether he lived or died and yes, it was his lover who saved himThanks for the reviw Cia, I'm glad you liked the story

Teehee. We'll never know. Thanks for the review, I'm glad you liked the story.

I have a thing for artists and singers

I like to leave readers guessing. He may have died: he may just have passed out and been rescued. If he survived he may have go revenge on his family; he may not; his rescuers might do it for him... or not. I will tell you one thing... the man into whose arms he fell was his lover whom he had thought was dead. So, maybe there is more to this story to tell... maybe not

I do try to write short stories but they tend to get longer and longer. With this one I had to force myself to stop where I did as I wanted to go on to explain who had rescued him and why and what happened after but I really wanted to keep it short.

Bowing her head she took Ben’s white coat out of her bag. Cai whistled. “You stole it.” “I did not. He would have left it lying on the ground so I just… brought it along.” “He doesn’t know you have it.” “No. But… I’m sure he wouldn’t mind.” Cai gasped as she tore it. “Lee… that isn’t yours. It is his symbol. It is the definition of what he is.” “What he is, is a little boy playing at being a healer with things he has learned out of a book and not at the side of a stream

The pain dominates me. As much as I try to shut my mind to it, it encroaches. There is no escape. I cannot twist away from it. I cannot shrink from it. It is everywhere. It consumes me. I whimper and hate myself for it. They are watching, I know. If only I could sleep but that is as distant as a dream. The chains are cold, they jingle when I move, not that I can move very much, the chains see to that. I am so cold. So cold that I cannot remember what it is like to feel warm. The rou

Chained, alone, in the dark. Hopeless, pain consumed and tired; so cold and tired

HEY!!!!! I didn't say anything. Weren't you reading the post? AND if you read anything into what i said it was your mind not my fingers. I was only suggesting that I might slap soup. with a straw and what's wrong with that??? It would only have been a little one

I've been wondering how things have been going for you and I'm glad you've updated. I'm sorry that things haven't worked out as you hoped but I will keep my fingers crossed that this will be your year hun

Clever you

I am keeping my lips firmly closed and not saying anything that involve soup and a straw in the same sentence... or anything in between

That was truly a bittersweet ending but oh so satisfying. Thank you Lugh

This was a very touching chapter. The little one was so sweet and boy was so gentle with him. It was a bitter sweet time for them both and an Awwww moment even though it was actually still an abuse... possibly of both of them

The story is moving on fast. I find myself holding my breath and wondering what the heck is going to happen next.

Getting more and more interesting. This is in so many ways a truly shocking tale and yet...

Dark and some may say sick.. but I say highly interesting. I love the way the story is told... simple... no frills.... no details other than what the narrator is actually feeling. The lack of explaination of some things allows the imagination to run riot. I wonder how many people's imaginations are as riotous as mine

As you know this was one of the things that caught my attention. I was shocked when I researched this and realised it was actually true. I was so fascinated by it that I used it in my own story. As you know I was so into this story that it inspired me to write my own ( Enigma) which developed so differently but started as a kernel of fascination raised by this story. Examining the dark side of things is so much more fun that the sickly saccharin that we are so often fed.

The beginning is chilling... mainly in that it reminds us that something like this could happen to anyone. The fear of that little boy comes over so strongly that it scares the hell out of us but at the same time all the strange things that are going on around him fascinate. Yes it is dark but I have never shrunk from the darkness in me or in the outside world, In fact it makes me appreciate the balance.

Welcome to the forum. Looking forward to getting to know you too hun. It's a little crazy at the moment because there is a massive new software package being put into force so there is a lot of stuff going on that will settle very soon. So don't get freaked out if you have no idea what's going on... neither do we If there's anything I can do to help just give me a shout and I'll do my best to answer.