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Catch: January 2010
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Thursday, January 7, 2010. I stared upward, my head tipped back, the tickle of fur grazing my cheeks. In a small break of frosty froth that grayed the sky a handful of stars blinked back at me. Once, twice, several more times before they slid once more into anonymity. This night, though, as I watched the sparkle of star light for those brief moments, I realized those beacons were not only for Master Fonce. They wrapped everyone in their illuminating embrace; even me. Thursday, January 07, 2010. My Heart ...
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Catch: Candy
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Thursday, November 18, 2010. Saying that, Mistress Sev doesn't ask much of me. An occasional task here and there, or help with something She is working on. Sometimes, we just work together, without the need for a "boss" and "worker". When She called me to her the one day, I had no notion that the task would be something.enormous. It went very poorly and I skedaddled out of there as quickly as I had come, feeling both contrite and rebuked. Thursday, November 18, 2010. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Catch: December 2010
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Back up.and running. Sunday, December 19, 2010. Was i an act of generosity? Or perhaps an apology? Was i a gift of teasing proportions to stoke a fire that would not be quenched solely by the gift itself? Which is an awful lot to ask of the sky. So I created a back up plan. Sunday, December 19, 2010. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. At The Margins of Silence. 8220;Touch has a memory.” John Keats. I'll Call her. Blue. But seriously. I am. Again. Is that so bad? A Sleen and his Boy.
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Catch: November 2010
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Monday, November 29, 2010. A stampede, and all because of.me. I could suddenly see the future. the Outriders surely called to quell the unrest, herding the animals to a calmer place, eyeing me suspiciously. I could hope they wouldn't recognize me, yes? To bring such shame to my Master and Mistress would be.just.awful. That He would be on the hunt tonight. Monday, November 29, 2010. Thursday, November 18, 2010. Saying that, Mistress Sev doesn't ask much of me. An occasional task here and there, or hel...
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Catch: August 2009
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Monday, August 31, 2009. Still, I was on an mission I felt very special about - one of serving someone so precious to the Man of my heart. I didn't want to disappoint Him with this. He does not seek me, nor ask much of me. I wanted Him to think of me as more than a filled dung sack, and a belled .someone. It is the thrill? Is it .her.knowing her own body best? Is she laughing in the face of Master's wishes? Is it an issue of control? Why wouldn't she just wait? I would have done - anything - for her.
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8220;We tell ourselves stories in order to live.”. 8213; Joan Didion. Friday, May 13, 2011. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. At The Margins of Silence. 8220;Touch has a memory.” John Keats. Today the winds came.not those gentle caresses but the knock-you-over and jerk-you-around kind. Cold fingers grabbing at the wagon tops and snapping col. I'll Call her. Blue. I am in love. I know what you are thinking even if you are not saying it. "Again? I hope to see everyone soon aft.
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Catch: Stampede
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Monday, November 29, 2010. A stampede, and all because of.me. I could suddenly see the future. the Outriders surely called to quell the unrest, herding the animals to a calmer place, eyeing me suspiciously. I could hope they wouldn't recognize me, yes? To bring such shame to my Master and Mistress would be.just.awful. That He would be on the hunt tonight. Monday, November 29, 2010. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. At The Margins of Silence. I'll Call her. Blue. But seriously&...
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At The Margins of Silence: Within
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At The Margins of Silence. Desolation becomes your only friend. Wednesday, November 2, 2011. Aunt was the only one to offer encouragement. Her voice like a song soothing the searing pains that must be endured to reach the boy's psyche, "Just a little further. Just a little bit further, my pretty.". Posted by Inner Echoes. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). How do you feel? That is the question. But i forget . You dont expect an easy answer. When something like a soul. Becomes initialized and folded up.
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Catch: February 2010
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Diamonds beneath a shroud of anonymity. Wednesday, February 10, 2010. I slipped away as quietly as possible. I did not think I would disturb them, nor thought they would even notice me, but I just didn't want to take a chance on altering such a precious moment of time. They simply do not come around often enough. Wednesday, February 10, 2010. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. At The Margins of Silence. 8220;Touch has a memory.” John Keats. I'll Call her. Blue. A Sleen and his Boy.
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Catch: October 2009
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The best laid plans. Monday, October 19, 2009. Ah shit".was the duet we voiced. Somehow, in my trip to the stream, I must have washed off my good sense. That is the only explanation for what would come next. Monday, October 19, 2009. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. At The Margins of Silence. 8220;Touch has a memory.” John Keats. I have been so busy with taking care of my mother and making sure my elders are keeping cool. Darn older warriors find it cooler to strip naked and wade.
