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Noooooooooo. I don't want Taryn to descend into darkness. I want him to live happily ever after

The Bain Sidhe is a member of the Sidhe a form of Irish Fey Folk. There are many many descriptions of what she might look like but they seem to settle on a woman with long dark hair who floats above the ground and never speaks except when she shrieks... or sings... to herald a death. She literally sings the soul free and carries it to the otherworld. Fire lizards are fabulous. I can just see one sitting on my shoulder with it's tail curled around my neck. Oohhh yeah. I think I would want a green one.I see it as pearlescent kind of like the shell of those shiny green beetles or the surface of a bubble or oil on water. As for Angels, well it depends on the defiition of mythological. They certain appear in the myth and there are those who beleive they dont exist. For myself I wholly believe that they do exist, albeit not in the way they are presented in myth so... *shrug*

I've had the same style, with some variations for the last two years. I have wavy//fuzzy and takes a lot of straightening but it's long on one side and short on the other and it's basically black with streaks of colour. I've gone through red, pink, blue, purple and green. I like green so it's been like that for a time.

My mother is exactly like that. She has always been very tactile and if we are out and there is a child within 50ft she seems to feel an irresistible urge to make friends with it and it usually ends up sitting on her lap. The younger they are the more they seem to love her. If a child or young adult it out of line she will let them know in no uncertain terms and she kisses anything and anyone under the age of 15 and often everyone over that age too. If someone is hurt or upset it is unthinkable to her not to do something about it. She instantly takes control of any situation involving a child and we have often spent half an hour or so reuiting lost children with their parents, or tending to scraped knees and elbows. It is not unheard of for my mother to take a hurt child home, clean it up and then drive it home. My mother is now 84 and I think that her age is a big thing in making her actions acceptable. She is sexless and so safe. However, I wish I was as brave as she was in always helping those in trouble without thought of anything beyond that action. I think I don't do too bad as a whole although i tend to end up 'saving' adults rather than children and my ex once uncharitbaly commented that sometimes our home resembled a doss house and he was sick of never knowing who he'd find sleeping on the floor when he came home from work. ( he worked nights at the time) That was completey unfair as it was a lot more controlled than that, although I do have a history of opening house to strangers. Strangely... considering the terrible world we live in no one has ever screwed me over and most wash the dishes and tidy up before they leave if I am in work. I guess you get what you look for

Of course it is All hearts need breaking every now and again.. that's how they get strong and learn to realise the true thing when it bites them on the nose

In life you play the hand you're given. Not everyone can be aces. But I reckon you're a heart... and you are going to break a few too

This is horrendous. It must be soul destroying when you love children (in the purest sense of the word) and you can't even pat them on the back or cuddle them when they're sad. I rememeber a couple of times when he was younger when my son came home from school in tears because his teacher wouldn't hug him when he was feeling sad, Narrow minded people who jump to conclusions and then go on a witch hunt are dangerous. I don't think even they realise how dangerous they are. I am so totally in agreement. I am a lawyer and I HATE (*cough* strongly dislike) people who refuse to take responsibility for their actions and always look for someone else to blame when something goes wrong. In 1997 I fell down a hole and broke my back. It was at an open air museum at night and i was drunk (probably the reason I wasn't more seriously hurt). I don't know how many times I was told to sue. Okay the hole wasn't roped off and there were no warning signs but I shouln't have been roving around in the dark pissed. So I feel qualified to say that I think this is totally dangerous. On my son't school bus there is a requirement that every child has a seat and a seatbelt but the helpers can't tell the children to put the belts on or help the little ones do it (some are barely 3 years old) It's a mad world. That is so sad and pretty much what I was getting at. But at least it ended with a smile

I'm not into Madonna. I don't like her music and I don't like her body and I don't like her personality soo... none of the above.

It would make an awesome story. Writing is therapy

I started my degree when i was 24. I was a little older than the majority of the student body but there were loads of people of my age and older... and they were always the first ones to the bar

Oh shit. Is the last bit true. I must have been depressed for most of my life and I was too happy to notice. Bugger

No I didn't mean it the way you thought I did... and you did didn't you. Interpretataion, assumption and misunderstanding are dangerous, very dangerous What I meant was... are we screwing UP our children by this fascination and obsession with child abuse? When you have a baby the first thing the midwife tells you is how important skin to skin contact is for establishing bonds. And that doesn't just apply to babies, all children need closeness, physical contact to feel safe, cherished and secured. It's hot wired into them. Last summer I went to a friend's barbecue. A friend of her whom I had never met was there with her two children. THe youngest, a girl of about 6 or 7, a tiny little thing with bright red curls, took a real shine to me and spent most of the evening sitting on my lap. She liked the colour of my hair and kept touching it and I enjoyed twirling her pretty curls around my finger. I got lots of hugs and kisses and we both had a lovely time playing all sorts of games. Her mother was joining in most of the time. About seven years ago...no less than that maybe 5 I was heavily involved with re enactment. There were lots of children and many of them had parents who were more interested in socialising than their children. This was fine becuse they were perfectly safe and there were lots of people around but they were starved for attention and contact. Many many nights I would sit with my drink on a stone, one kid on my lap, two cuddled into my side and another three or four, all of various ages sitting around. I would tell stories, we would chat and there would be wrestling and tickling going on. The one thing that both of these have in common is that either at the time, or looking back both of these entirely innocent passtimes has caused me a shiver of concern. What if someone had got the wrong impression? What if one of the children had innocently said something that sounded 'wrong' to their parents? Recently a three year old child got out of the gate of her creche. She walked throught village, fell into a pond and died. The really sad thing is that two men saw her walking alone, thought that it was odd and that something should be done but were too afraid to approach her in case they were accused of something. That fear caused her death. At a party at Christmas where we were staying over I commented to a friend that I was going to be sleeping with the most handsome man there... my 9 year old son. I thought nothing of it until she... jokingly... suggested I should be careful who I said things like that to. My son often brings 'friends' home from school in his hair necessitating shampoo treatment. To make sure he gets all the shampoo out of his hair I go in the shower with him and shampoo his hair to within an inch of its life. Of corse we are both naked. I have clients, men and women, who wear bathing suits to shower their children or even when bathing them. Where is the physical contact the children need... thrive on. Not just with their parents but their family and wider community. They need to know they belong. Children NEED to feel safe and the way they feel safe is to be touched, held, cuddled, bounced on your knee. Without that they get screwed up. Surely we learned those lessons in Victorian times... so why are we making the same mistakes again for different reasons. I am not saying that children should be sent out there open to all trusting and vulnerable. Of course we have to keep them safe, protect them from danger, warn them to stay away from potentially dangerous situations. But there is a line and I think we are crossing it. When my son comes running into my room on a Sunday morning, leaps onto me and bounces on my belly until i burp or fart I am not going to lie there wondering what other people might think, I am going to flip him over on his back and blow rapberries on his belly. I did the same for my daughter and she is a strong, independent, warm and completely secure and well rounded woman who I am totally proud of. (and who, by the way got her exam results today and got a 2:1 degree (I think the USA equivalent is Magna Cum Laude) ) We have to protect our children from true danger but we have to stop seeing danger in every shadow, in every hug and cuddle and glimpse of a naked body otherwise we are going to lose our innocence and steal theirs.

That explains a lot

I was wondering what was happening with this. I reviewed Against the Machine and it was great reading your review but then it seemed to die. Reviewing an anthology entry sounds like a good idea. It's reasonably short and most of us should already have read it.

I WILL BE THERE. Failing death, destruction or the fall of society... or maybe not even then... I will most definitely and absolutely be there. Can I share a room with you Sam?

I tend to think that dry description. He was of X build with X hair an X eyes etc etc is not only boring and grates on my nerves but is a sign of inexperience. I'm not saying that tons of description and floury language is reqired but a fleshed out story is a much better all round experience than a dry list of characteristics and events. I read everything but I don't enjoy that kind of story. I am sure that TIger can contest to that as when I edit his work I tell him off if something like that crops up (occasionally) and I think that everyone's work is so much richer if it's avoided like the plague. In your case I don't think A is as bad as that but I still prefer B

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUN:music:

I think what would be more appropriate to say is that somone who is considerably stronger than the other person should not take advantage of their size and strength to hurt the other person. If the man does not have a significant size/weight advantage to the woman then there is no reason why not especially if the woman is being aggresive or violent. if it is the case that teh woman is much smaller I think the man shoudl walk away unless it's impossible in which case if attacked then of course they should fight back but they should be wary of their physcal attraction. What I don't agree with is the wimps who whine to me that they hit their wives/girlfriends becasue she 'was asking for it' or 'provoked' him. If he is that unhappy with what she's doing/saying then get the hell out of there, dont react with fists.

That was an absolutely beautiful song. No wonder you are in love with him

Why are you hiding? Cute hair needs a cute face under it to get the full impact of the style. I think you should post another picture of the whole thing so we can have a chance to judge the hairstyle in its natural habitat.

Hearing about your accident was the third biggest shock that I have recieved since being here and none of them have been nice ones. However, hearing about your recovery has been an ongoing and growing pleasure. I have not had much opportunity to get to know you but the brief chats that we have both been involved in have always been a pleasure as you have alway made me laugh in one way or another. I think your humour is the one thing above all else apart from your courage that has shone through from the start and it comes through in this touching post too. As someone who also refuses to stay down I know how hard it can be sometimes and how important it is to have good friends around. I'm sure that someone like you.. brave, funny, strong, sweet must have many friends here and out there but I would like to think that in some small way I can share a tiny corner of that title and be proud. Happy anniversary.

I agree with Tiger... no contest. Anime is HOT. I am a total Yaoi addict

I think people write about the kind of guy/or gal they would like for themselves That's why my stories are full of long dark hair and green eyes, with athletic but not muscular bodies. I don't necessarily mention whether they are hairy or not (expect were it was necessary to mention he was not) so whoever is reading it can make up their own minds. In fact I try to keep physical description to a minimum anyway. I like the characters that I can build up in my own mind. However you can be pretty sure that if he's a character in one of my stories he's going to have long hair wear make up and have a penchent for laced linen shirts and leather Oh I would just like to point out that River from Enigma has dark red hair

OMG IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY:great: THE HUGEST HUGS EVER:wub: :wub: Hope you have a great day hun May this be the start of your best year EVER.

Having been on the receiving end as a woman who'd had one child at the time I CANNOT imagine how it could be pleasurable to a man. Clearly I must be wanting in the breadth of my imagination.