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  <pubDate>Mon, 11 Jul 2005 16:24:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Bringing a guest home</title>
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  <description>He had them appear at the door to his wing of the house. Turning around he pulled Azrael closer, his lips to the other mans ear, &apos;Last change to leave,&apos; he whispered softly, running his hand up his back, pressing them closer together. &apos;Ask me now and I will take you back to where you called me.&apos;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Jun 2005 20:40:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Tour of the house: Aidan</title>
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  <description>She nodded slowly, wrapping her arms around him and leaning in, kissing him softly. Sometimes it was much easier on them to do it this was, to travel as such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulling back she looked at him and smiled, pointing to the front of the sins large house. &apos;here we are!&apos;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 19 Jun 2005 20:02:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>catch up</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would I hit with a fish? More like would I hit someone with a fish? Really, do you think I would go to all that effort? Getting out of bed, getting dressed, finding a fish to hit them with, then finding the person and hitting them? *laughs softly* I really don&apos;t think so. Could you actually see me doing that? Why would I really want to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s so warm and nice here in my bed, all curled up, naked here under these covers, of course, it is always better twhen there are those to share these moments with, to share my bed with. Something that has not happened in a very long time, but then, I really need to get out of my bed for that to happen...catch 22 I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the fish slapping thing. who would it be? I would say someone like Mr motivator. Damn that man is annoying! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stood there, watching him from a distance, her hair pulled up from her face, falling down is sweet little curls and fixed into place with small white flowers. She felt the tears well up in her eyes as she stood watching them, their hands together, words said so softly, yet filled with so much love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wiping a stray tear, she looked over at Etain and smiled, then back over at Tiras slipping the ring onto the hand of his wife to be. She saw him look back at them all, at her and smile, his happiness covering his face and she smiled back, nodding to him slowly. He was her closest friend, they spent so much time together, and here he was, getting married to the woman he loved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She heard the words, &apos;you may now kiss the bride&apos; and a well of happiness grew inside her and she smiled, tears brushing her cheeks. Never had she been so glad to be a part of someones life.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid3&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What does she desire the most?&lt;br /&gt;What does any girl desire? Love, a family, someone to grow old with, all things she will never be able to have. She will never grow old, and what man would want to marry her, what man would want to be the father of her children? The man in her bed, then person she goes to and cries in front of. Many thought that her and tiras would end up together, but their love is as deep as any, but it is a love of friendship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had often dreamed on a man, the one who would sweep her off of her feet and just care for her. Was that really too much to ask? A husband, nice house, kids, happiness, love. She didn&apos;t think so, but then maybe Tiras he read her too many stories of far off places, princess&apos; and happy ever afters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid4&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone:&lt;br /&gt;She sat there, watching them all get on with everything, with their lives. York and his happiness with Tarrie, Etain and her feelings for Joxer, Eden and her lovers, even Zigor seemed happy now. Even though Tiras was around, she knew he wasn&apos;t there, it was just her, all alone, sad. She missed tiras, she missed his arms around her, curling up in bed and just talking, laughing, nothing more, nothing less. Nothing sexual had ever happend between the two of them and she was happy with that, but she felt so very alone, so left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She spent more time curled up in bed alone, wrapped up in her covers sleeping. Sleeping meant she didn&apos;t have to think, she didn&apos;t have to be or feel, just exist. She knew that she should be happy for the others and she was, but she...she didn&apos;t want to be left behind, she didn&apos;t want to be the one everyone forgot about. </description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 May 2005 18:47:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Shadow of Memories.</title>
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  <description>She watched him as he kissed her hand, a smile on her lips, and as he looked up, she gazed into those big blue eyes and her heart melted all over again. &apos;Thaddeus,&apos; her voice was a whisper, so low no-one else heard it. They were in love, but she was a lady and him a Duke, and she was no permitted to have a relationship with him, they danced around, their love behind closed doors. No one else could see it, or they decided to ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that night had been different, that night, in front of everyone he took her into his arms and kissed her lips softly before going down on one knee and proposing to her. She didn&apos;t hear the gasps of horror around the room, she only saw him, only loved him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Yes, of course.&apos; Arms around one another he spun her around and she felt so happy, nothing had ever made her feel like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Thaddeus, please, don&apos;t leave me.&apos; She pressed her hand over the wound as blood poured from it, &apos;Please, I love you, don&apos;t you die on me!&apos; But she could hear it, feel it, his heart slowing. &apos;Somebody Help Me!&apos; She bent forward and kissed his bloodied lips, &apos;We&apos;ll be happy, we&apos;ll move into that big house of yours and have lots of children just like you wanted.&apos; Her tear fell down and hit his cheek, &apos;And we will spend the rest of forever together, you and I, so happy...No...don&apos;t do this, don&apos;t leave me.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissing the rose, she looked at the coffin through tear stained eyes, watching as it dropped down from her fingers and into the hole they were lowering the coffin into, she felt arms around her, and she turned into them, Tiras was holding her tightly, kissing the top of her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was her memory, Thaddeus, the man she had loved with all her heart and lost in an instant.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 May 2005 14:57:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Trust in Family.</title>
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  <description>Scene from the past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had been curled up on the sofa&apos;s in the main living room, Etain curled up in Zigor&apos;s arms on one side, Shahnaz sat on the other. Eden was laid out on another, one arm draped over the edge of the sofa, her fingers running through Yorks hair slowly and Leah was curled up in Tiras&apos; on the other. This was something they didn&apos;t do enough of, spend time together, the seven of them, just talking, drinking and watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking down, Tiras noticed Leah had fallen asleep, as usual, and he smiled, his hand moving down her arm softly. He stayed with her like that for a while, the others talking in hushed voices, as not to wake her, until finally he moved from under her and scooped her up in his arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He carried her out of the room slowly, and she moved, resting her head against his shoulder, snuggling against him a little more. &apos;Thank you T,&apos; she mumbled softly, her arm moving around his neck. He kissed the top of her head and open the door to her bedroom. Setting her down on the bed, he watched her for a moment, then slipped her shoes and socks off, then moved back up, undoing the tops of her trousers, slipping them off carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopping as she stirred, he waited for her to settle once more and moved to undo her top, slipping it off carefully. As he scooped her up a little and moved her forward, her head resting against his chest. As he slipped her bra off, she moved, her arms wrapping around him. &apos;Cold,&apos; She whispered softly, shivering a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unwrapping her from him, he laid her back down, his hands moving to take the rest of her underwear off. Leaning forward, he smiled, just watching her, then kissed her forehead softly, his hand slipping under her pillow. He pulled out her pj&apos;s and dressed her again, then pulled her covers back, settling her into bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laying on the covers next to her, he stayed with her, wrapping an arm around her when she turned to cuddle up against him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many might have taken advantage of her, but there was a bond between them all, one that could not be broken, one they wouldn&apos;t use against the other.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 25 Apr 2005 23:45:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Weakness in me?</title>
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  <description>I am my flaw, me... my nature, that thing that I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could count my friends on one hand, well, those that aren&apos;t a sin anyway, and lovers, sure there have been a few, but only when Eden&apos;s brought too many home and stuff like that, it&apos;s been a real long time. But that&apos;s my fault, if I just got out more, then maybe I&apos;d have more friends, more lover, more of a life...something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it&apos;s my fault, but I feel so cut off, and...I just don&apos;t know where to go most of the time, or even what to do. *bites lip* I just... it&apos;s hard, getting motivated, it&apos;s so warm and comfortable in my bed, I can snuggle up in the covers and just fall asleep and dream, sometimes dreams are better that the realities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people can do something about their flaws, make themselves feel better, but not me, mine it who I am.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 21 Apr 2005 16:43:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Mem esq questions, from rainbow_link</title>
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  <description>Answer these questions and put in your journal and see what people think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, If you had to describe me in three words, what would they be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, What would you do if you saw me on the other side of the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3, How do I effect your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4, What do I mean to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5, If there is one thing you would love to do to/with me, what would it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6, What would you write on my tomb stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7, What would you class as my best feature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8, What part of me annoys you the most?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 17 Apr 2005 16:43:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>If you could trade lives with someone for a day who would it be and what would you do?</title>
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  <description>I would be a Greek God, I would be Hypnos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hypnos was the god of sleep in Greek mythology. He is generally depicted in myth and literature as a gentle, benevolent force who brings the restorative gift of sleep to mortals and gods alike, he sits and induces with purest opium smoked through a horn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lets out a lazy soft sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To lie there all day, in a happy smoke filled haze, doing nothing but resting, curled up in the arms of Nyx, my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*frowns* Although I think I would rather have someone else to curl up with, not that I have anyone in mind, and just lay there curled up with them, staying warm, safe and sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leah (sloth)&lt;br /&gt;Deadly Sin.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 11 Apr 2005 15:26:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Prized possession and why.</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.bedsdirect.com/acatalog/images/geneva4pb.jpg&quot;&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is my most prized possession. Hummmm, so warm and soft, the thick, soft warm duvet that goes with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Closes eyes and lets out a long soft sigh* I can spread out in it, curl up, lay in any direction I want to. Of course, the beds are warmer with people in them too. That is so nice, laying in bed, curled up in someones arms, your bodies and the duvet keeping you warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss that, I miss that a great deal, soft warm skin, soft warm bed, laying there, being all cozy and lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to find someone to snuggle up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leah (sloth)&lt;br /&gt;Deadly sin.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Apr 2005 14:46:55 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.quizilla.com/T/truly-dippy/1060277732_CWINDOWSDesktoplazy.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Sloth&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Sloth!&lt;br /&gt;Lazy huh ?? You&apos;re a bit slow in getting going - &lt;br&gt;and tend not to do anything unless it is&lt;br&gt;absolutely necessary. You&apos;d rather sit around,&lt;br&gt;watch TV/Sleep then go out and about with&lt;br&gt;friends, or take part in a sporting event. On&lt;br&gt;the positive side, you tend to be quite smart,&lt;br&gt;as you spend a lot of time watching the News&lt;br&gt;(!!) or on the computer, Also by conserving&lt;br&gt;your energy, it&apos;s right there waiting for you&lt;br&gt;when it&apos;s vitally important to get going.&lt;br /&gt;Consider possibly moving out of the room once in a&lt;br&gt;while - and perhaps once a week trade watching&lt;br&gt;TV for half an hour with a walk - and you&apos;ll be&lt;br&gt;back on track.&lt;br /&gt;However, Congratulations on being the most&lt;br&gt;intelligent of the 7 deadly sins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/%3F%3F%20Which%20Of%20The%20Seven%20Deadly%20Sins%20Are%20You%20%3F%3F/&quot;&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;?? Which Of The Seven Deadly Sins Are You ??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot;&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href=&quot;http://quizilla.com&quot;&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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