I hunger to escape him.
I dream to linger in his arms
and bathe in the aroma of his skin.
To run away and never remember
my aching love...
The passion was a fantasy;
the flame of naked lust.
I bleed adoration he rebuts,
and clutch to the promise of life.
24 May, 2015
You Can Only See Silver Linings if Your Head's in the Clouds
Neffydd slumped against the brick wall of the alley way & let her body slide to a heap on the ground. Her soul was weeping, but her eyes could no longer wet. Her breath shuddered in & out of her chest, but she could no longer give voice to the agonized moans that lived there.
It was over... she was too much. Her life was too much for him to handle & he was gone.
"I'll still come around..." His voice faded in and out of her consciousness as he tried to justify himself to her. In the end, what did it matter why they were breaking up? Neffydd was too much and Jedi wasn't enough. When the conversation had gone as far as it was ever going to, Neffydd left. Just walked away.
She wandered for a bit before losing the will to move. There was nothing she wanted, nothing to think, nothing to feel... She wasn't even numb, anymore. There was nothing... and there she crumpled. Nothing.
She stared out of her skull with hollow eyes, but paid no attention to anything around her. Sensations were coming through the void at her. Cold. Wet. Pain.
Wet? Now soft pressure...? Fuzzy... What tha....?
She looked down at the tawny creature at her hand. She looked up at Neffydd with clear, brown eyes & licked the dangling hand again.
"Mew?" Neffydd blinked at the kitten, and frowned in concentration. The surprisingly solid skull thumped her hand again.
"Hello, Sweetie." Neffydd's voice was low and sweet. The kitten picked up a dainty paw and batted at Neffydd's fingers. "Now I'm talking to cats... I might as well be a 'crazy cat lady'! I'm ripe for it!"
The kitten cocked her triangular face, making an expression that reminded Neffydd of an eye-rolling. Neffydd frowned back.
"Are you headed anywhere, little one?" As if the kitten knew what Neffydd was asking; she shook her head once, then hopped into Neffydd's lap. "Oh? With me, huh?" The kitten kneaded Neffydd's leg. Neffydd shrugged, then rose to her feet and started the short trip home.
Once home, Neffydd brought out a couple small bowls, filling one with water, one with milk and one with the only cat-friendly thing in the house, ground beef. She watched as the cat she turned up her nose at the offerings. Neffydd shook her head and flopped down to sleep.
She sobbed into her pillow for a few minutes, before imagining she felt a warm body wrapped around her. There was warm breath on her neck and loving arms holding her as she wept. A kiss to the back of her head...
She woke with a start, in full sunlight. The kitten was curled up under the blankets, at the small of her back; but wormed her way over Neffydd's hip and into the hollow of her belly when Neffydd moved. Once in the warmth of Neffydd's embrace, the kitten yawned and settled back to sleep.
"What a weird dream..." She mumbled as she fell back to slumber.
It was over... she was too much. Her life was too much for him to handle & he was gone.
"I'll still come around..." His voice faded in and out of her consciousness as he tried to justify himself to her. In the end, what did it matter why they were breaking up? Neffydd was too much and Jedi wasn't enough. When the conversation had gone as far as it was ever going to, Neffydd left. Just walked away.
She wandered for a bit before losing the will to move. There was nothing she wanted, nothing to think, nothing to feel... She wasn't even numb, anymore. There was nothing... and there she crumpled. Nothing.
She stared out of her skull with hollow eyes, but paid no attention to anything around her. Sensations were coming through the void at her. Cold. Wet. Pain.
Wet? Now soft pressure...? Fuzzy... What tha....?
She looked down at the tawny creature at her hand. She looked up at Neffydd with clear, brown eyes & licked the dangling hand again.
"Mew?" Neffydd blinked at the kitten, and frowned in concentration. The surprisingly solid skull thumped her hand again.
"Hello, Sweetie." Neffydd's voice was low and sweet. The kitten picked up a dainty paw and batted at Neffydd's fingers. "Now I'm talking to cats... I might as well be a 'crazy cat lady'! I'm ripe for it!"
The kitten cocked her triangular face, making an expression that reminded Neffydd of an eye-rolling. Neffydd frowned back.
"Are you headed anywhere, little one?" As if the kitten knew what Neffydd was asking; she shook her head once, then hopped into Neffydd's lap. "Oh? With me, huh?" The kitten kneaded Neffydd's leg. Neffydd shrugged, then rose to her feet and started the short trip home.
Once home, Neffydd brought out a couple small bowls, filling one with water, one with milk and one with the only cat-friendly thing in the house, ground beef. She watched as the cat she turned up her nose at the offerings. Neffydd shook her head and flopped down to sleep.
She sobbed into her pillow for a few minutes, before imagining she felt a warm body wrapped around her. There was warm breath on her neck and loving arms holding her as she wept. A kiss to the back of her head...
She woke with a start, in full sunlight. The kitten was curled up under the blankets, at the small of her back; but wormed her way over Neffydd's hip and into the hollow of her belly when Neffydd moved. Once in the warmth of Neffydd's embrace, the kitten yawned and settled back to sleep.
"What a weird dream..." She mumbled as she fell back to slumber.
28 November, 2014
Reliving A Nightmare
Reaching... Crying... Pushing... Pain...? Shit. No pain. I'm dreaming, again.
Neffydd opened her eyes and let out a deep breath. Jedi pulled her to him and nuzzled her hair. He was probably fast asleep, still. She didn't check. She just nestled down, into the crook of his shoulder and closed her eyes again.
Comfort swept her to a dreamless sleep.
Neffydd opened her eyes and let out a deep breath. Jedi pulled her to him and nuzzled her hair. He was probably fast asleep, still. She didn't check. She just nestled down, into the crook of his shoulder and closed her eyes again.
Comfort swept her to a dreamless sleep.
12 November, 2014
The World Has Ended
The hit came from nowhere. Neffydd never expected Warder Sullens to act like this! Her confusion and anguish at being told to leave her home gave way to physical pain and panic at not being able to breathe... then his once-kind hands were on her neck and head, pressing her to the wall. Pain exploded through her skull and tears streamed down her face.
"I told you to leave..." His breath was hot in her ear; his tone made her stomach lurch. This was not her friend and lover... this was the demon.
"Stop!" She begged as he pressed her head, harder into the wall. "You're hurting me! The cops will arrest you, this time!"
"I will never leave a mark." His whisper was harsh and gloating. "No one will ever believe you."
The next day Neffydd went to collect her sons, after school, but Sullens' father was waiting for her.
"Don't come back." The huge demon snarled at her as he stood between her and the transport stop. "If I ever see you again, I'll snap your neck!"
He charged at her then, forcing her to retreat. She sat on the steps of a nearby house and sobbed as the school transport went by. She watched her minions trudge off the conveyance and toward their home, past their step-father's father. She wanted to call them to her, but feared that he would hurt them to teach her a lesson.
She looked up at him, just in time to see him make a warding sign against her. Pain lanced through her very soul at the sight of it. There was no way she could get to her spawn now... The tears came faster; blurring her sight and almost incapacitating her. She boarded the next bus toward the city center.
-~:}Y{:~-
A couple days later she was curled in Shael's bed. Her heart numb and her body sore.
Neffydd rubbed her aching ribs, remembering the hatred in her beloved's voice and fresh tears began to spill down her cheeks. Her mind wound around a few thoughts as sobs wracked her body.
Why had he felt the need to hurt her like this?? All he ever had to do was ask and she would have given him anything he wanted! There was never any need for the violence and the lies.
She felt Shael curl around her back; stroking her arms and whispering things that Neffydd couldn't understand because her own thoughts were too loud and all-consuming. She slept fitfully in Shael's arms.
-~:}Y{:~-
"There was nothing you could do, right then." Jedi cooed and rubbed the back of Neffydd's neck. "We'll get them back soon!"
More tears flowed from a supply that seemed to be never-ending. Neffydd was touched by her lover's conviction; but the loss of her children hurt like coals being pressed into her soul. He held her while she cried, then convinced her and Shael to get some food with him.
-~:}Y{:~-
The next few weeks consisted of job searches, couch surfing and crushing set-backs. Any time it looked like she was getting ahead, something would go wrong.
One Tuesday, Neffydd walked into an interview for a promising job. The receptionist handed her a packet and Neffydd started to fill in the paperwork. After a few minutes a pleasant-faced young Pan walked in and asked for her by name.
"Hi...?" Neffydd said in a surprised tone.
"I have these for you." The Pan offered her a stapled stack of papers. At her quizzical look he continued. "You're being served." He handed the stack to her and left.
She sat there with the papers in her hands, stunned for a few moments. The receptionist called to her, breaking the spell and bringing her attention back to the present.
"FerchMaelgwyn?" Neffydd looked at the grim-faced Elf. "I'm sorry; can you hand those back? We won't be needing your application, after all."
Neffydd rose to her feet, gathered her purse and handed the application packet back to the receptionist. She was stunned numb again. She left the building and walked to Jedi's vehicle, slumped in and started to sob.
"What's wrong??" He demanded. She couldn't answer him, so she shoved the papers at him. "Oh... Are you kidding?!? He exclaimed.
"No..." She got the words out, around her heaving breath and tears. "They asked me to leave!"
He drove her home while, alternately trying to comfort her with his words and cursing everything about his erstwhile Metamour. Now that she had the paperwork, however, she could call about getting a lawyer for herself.
****************************
O/C -
I'm sorry about the cliff-hanger, my dear readers. I, actually, started writing this a couple weeks ago but I realized two things:
1: The story wasn't finished yet, so I couldn't write the post.
2: I was still so emotionally wrapped-up in it that I couldn't think about the events enough to reshape them into fantasy or even remain dry-eyed enough to type.
This has been a harrowing month, but I'm working my way through it with the help of some VERY dear friends and my family. It's not over, yet! Look for part two in a couple days!
"I told you to leave..." His breath was hot in her ear; his tone made her stomach lurch. This was not her friend and lover... this was the demon.
"Stop!" She begged as he pressed her head, harder into the wall. "You're hurting me! The cops will arrest you, this time!"
"I will never leave a mark." His whisper was harsh and gloating. "No one will ever believe you."
The next day Neffydd went to collect her sons, after school, but Sullens' father was waiting for her.
"Don't come back." The huge demon snarled at her as he stood between her and the transport stop. "If I ever see you again, I'll snap your neck!"
He charged at her then, forcing her to retreat. She sat on the steps of a nearby house and sobbed as the school transport went by. She watched her minions trudge off the conveyance and toward their home, past their step-father's father. She wanted to call them to her, but feared that he would hurt them to teach her a lesson.
She looked up at him, just in time to see him make a warding sign against her. Pain lanced through her very soul at the sight of it. There was no way she could get to her spawn now... The tears came faster; blurring her sight and almost incapacitating her. She boarded the next bus toward the city center.
-~:}Y{:~-
A couple days later she was curled in Shael's bed. Her heart numb and her body sore.
Neffydd rubbed her aching ribs, remembering the hatred in her beloved's voice and fresh tears began to spill down her cheeks. Her mind wound around a few thoughts as sobs wracked her body.
Why had he felt the need to hurt her like this?? All he ever had to do was ask and she would have given him anything he wanted! There was never any need for the violence and the lies.
She felt Shael curl around her back; stroking her arms and whispering things that Neffydd couldn't understand because her own thoughts were too loud and all-consuming. She slept fitfully in Shael's arms.
-~:}Y{:~-
"There was nothing you could do, right then." Jedi cooed and rubbed the back of Neffydd's neck. "We'll get them back soon!"
More tears flowed from a supply that seemed to be never-ending. Neffydd was touched by her lover's conviction; but the loss of her children hurt like coals being pressed into her soul. He held her while she cried, then convinced her and Shael to get some food with him.
-~:}Y{:~-
The next few weeks consisted of job searches, couch surfing and crushing set-backs. Any time it looked like she was getting ahead, something would go wrong.
One Tuesday, Neffydd walked into an interview for a promising job. The receptionist handed her a packet and Neffydd started to fill in the paperwork. After a few minutes a pleasant-faced young Pan walked in and asked for her by name.
"Hi...?" Neffydd said in a surprised tone.
"I have these for you." The Pan offered her a stapled stack of papers. At her quizzical look he continued. "You're being served." He handed the stack to her and left.
She sat there with the papers in her hands, stunned for a few moments. The receptionist called to her, breaking the spell and bringing her attention back to the present.
"FerchMaelgwyn?" Neffydd looked at the grim-faced Elf. "I'm sorry; can you hand those back? We won't be needing your application, after all."
Neffydd rose to her feet, gathered her purse and handed the application packet back to the receptionist. She was stunned numb again. She left the building and walked to Jedi's vehicle, slumped in and started to sob.
"What's wrong??" He demanded. She couldn't answer him, so she shoved the papers at him. "Oh... Are you kidding?!? He exclaimed.
"No..." She got the words out, around her heaving breath and tears. "They asked me to leave!"
He drove her home while, alternately trying to comfort her with his words and cursing everything about his erstwhile Metamour. Now that she had the paperwork, however, she could call about getting a lawyer for herself.
****************************
O/C -
I'm sorry about the cliff-hanger, my dear readers. I, actually, started writing this a couple weeks ago but I realized two things:
1: The story wasn't finished yet, so I couldn't write the post.
2: I was still so emotionally wrapped-up in it that I couldn't think about the events enough to reshape them into fantasy or even remain dry-eyed enough to type.
This has been a harrowing month, but I'm working my way through it with the help of some VERY dear friends and my family. It's not over, yet! Look for part two in a couple days!
22 August, 2014
A Bit About Appliance Discrimination
12:45pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Hey there... can you share this to your friends? We need a little help, after the lightning strike.
http://www.indiegogo.com/projects/904961/fblk
Lightning Never Strikes Twice...
www.indiegogo.com
Our Lair was damaged by lightning...
12:47pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Sure!
And hello to you too
12:50pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Thanks!
sorry... I'm really stressed out
12:50pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
No worries I completely understand
12:50pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
It's been a tough month
12:50pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
I can only imagine, beautiful
I'll do what I can to help
12:52pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Thank you I hope enough people pitch-in $10 that we can at least get some of the repairs paid off.
or maybe fix our fridge
did you know... Freezers are not supposed to be over 100f?
Our fridge doesn't
12:56pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Dohhh I hate it when my fridge doesn't know stuff.
I try to take it to school
But alas it is still as dumb as a stump
12:57pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Plus, also... it can't walk, so everyone's always rude... "Why are you on the ramp?" "Why are you in the elevator?"
Have you ever heard of equal access??
12:58pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Exactly!!!
Fridge discrimination is a huge problem in our country
I overheard my fridge planning a walk on The Capitol
Show people that they are people too
12:59pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Appliance discrimination, in general
12:59pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Exactly
12:59pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Have you told your fridge that it can't walk, yet?
You might wanna break the news, before it gets to The Capitol.
1:00pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
I don't want to focus on the negative
So I thought wheels
1:00pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Actually... fridges work WITH negative... temperatures
1:00pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
No way lol
1:01pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Yeah... but mine's breaking out of the mold
1:01pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Okay I will Break the news to mine
1:01pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
I think it's time to let it get on with its life
1:01pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Appliance power
Viva la resistance!!!
1:04pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
REMEMBER, remember...
1:09pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Oh, who's your favorite fae...?
1:10pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Elves but of course
1:10pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Elves are the bestest! ^_^
1:10pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Yes they are
Miguel the pimp elf
Awwwwwwww yeah!!
1:11pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Watch where you're pushin' that... You might fall down the handicap ramp...
1:12pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
My fridge will catch me
And she better have all my ice
Not half, but all my ice
1:13pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
No... she's mad at you for dumping the last batch on your head
She made you NO ice.
1:13pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Ohhhhh hell no
She knows better
If not it's the rack for her
1:14pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
See? Mine's so against wasting ice that he's being a dick about this shit
1:14pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Damn did I say that out loud
1:15pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
nope, you typed it
1:15pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Lol
Your fridge is being a dick
1:16pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Yuppp...
But my stove still loves me
1:16pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
You should kick it's ass to the curb and get yourself a fridge that can keep you in the Ice you are accustomed too
Your stove knows a good thing when it sees it
It knows it can't find any better love than Nevy love
1:18pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Well... that & I cook all the awesome things
ALL OF THEM
1:19pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Exactly. Your stove is in heaven
1:22pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
The stove knows there's no better woman than you
Smart stove really
Smarter than that dickish fridge of yours
1:23pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
And... it cleans its self
1:23pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Seriously I never knew what you saw in that dick
Ohhhhh fuck
It cooks and cleans?
That's a keeper
1:24pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
He was here when I got the place... a squatter, I guess you couls say
So I said, "What the hell? He can do the job..."
Pffft
1:24pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
He offered you some ice didn't he?
Told you to stick with him
He'll COOL the world for you baby
Fucking gigolos
Fridges are the worst too
Playing it all cool on the outside
On the inside being a hot mess
1:29pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Right?
Not like a toilette, though... You think: "There's a cool fellow..." But really he's all sweaty & clammy & Takes shit from everyone.
1:32pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Exactly. Everyone shits on him and I hear it likes some kinky shit too.
I heard the toilet loves to be peed on
Such a submissive bastard
I can't even look at him without shaking my head
1:35pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
ALRIGHT! I'm tapping out... there's no way I can beat that. *Shakes fist*
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Hey there... can you share this to your friends? We need a little help, after the lightning strike.
http://www.indiegogo.com/projects/904961/fblk
Lightning Never Strikes Twice...
www.indiegogo.com
Our Lair was damaged by lightning...
12:47pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Sure!
And hello to you too
12:50pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Thanks!
sorry... I'm really stressed out
12:50pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
No worries I completely understand
12:50pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
It's been a tough month
12:50pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
I can only imagine, beautiful
I'll do what I can to help
12:52pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Thank you I hope enough people pitch-in $10 that we can at least get some of the repairs paid off.
or maybe fix our fridge
did you know... Freezers are not supposed to be over 100f?
Our fridge doesn't
12:56pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Dohhh I hate it when my fridge doesn't know stuff.
I try to take it to school
But alas it is still as dumb as a stump
12:57pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Plus, also... it can't walk, so everyone's always rude... "Why are you on the ramp?" "Why are you in the elevator?"
Have you ever heard of equal access??
12:58pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Exactly!!!
Fridge discrimination is a huge problem in our country
I overheard my fridge planning a walk on The Capitol
Show people that they are people too
12:59pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Appliance discrimination, in general
12:59pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Exactly
12:59pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Have you told your fridge that it can't walk, yet?
You might wanna break the news, before it gets to The Capitol.
1:00pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
I don't want to focus on the negative
So I thought wheels
1:00pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Actually... fridges work WITH negative... temperatures
1:00pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
No way lol
1:01pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Yeah... but mine's breaking out of the mold
1:01pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Okay I will Break the news to mine
1:01pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
I think it's time to let it get on with its life
1:01pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Appliance power
Viva la resistance!!!
1:04pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
REMEMBER, remember...
1:09pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Oh, who's your favorite fae...?
1:10pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Elves but of course
1:10pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Elves are the bestest! ^_^
1:10pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Yes they are
Miguel the pimp elf
Awwwwwwww yeah!!
1:11pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Watch where you're pushin' that... You might fall down the handicap ramp...
1:12pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
My fridge will catch me
And she better have all my ice
Not half, but all my ice
1:13pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
No... she's mad at you for dumping the last batch on your head
She made you NO ice.
1:13pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Ohhhhh hell no
She knows better
If not it's the rack for her
1:14pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
See? Mine's so against wasting ice that he's being a dick about this shit
1:14pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Damn did I say that out loud
1:15pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
nope, you typed it
1:15pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Lol
Your fridge is being a dick
1:16pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Yuppp...
But my stove still loves me
1:16pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
You should kick it's ass to the curb and get yourself a fridge that can keep you in the Ice you are accustomed too
Your stove knows a good thing when it sees it
It knows it can't find any better love than Nevy love
1:18pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Well... that & I cook all the awesome things
ALL OF THEM
1:19pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Exactly. Your stove is in heaven
1:22pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
The stove knows there's no better woman than you
Smart stove really
Smarter than that dickish fridge of yours
1:23pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
And... it cleans its self
1:23pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Seriously I never knew what you saw in that dick
Ohhhhh fuck
It cooks and cleans?
That's a keeper
1:24pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
He was here when I got the place... a squatter, I guess you couls say
So I said, "What the hell? He can do the job..."
Pffft
1:24pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
He offered you some ice didn't he?
Told you to stick with him
He'll COOL the world for you baby
Fucking gigolos
Fridges are the worst too
Playing it all cool on the outside
On the inside being a hot mess
1:29pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
Right?
Not like a toilette, though... You think: "There's a cool fellow..." But really he's all sweaty & clammy & Takes shit from everyone.
1:32pm
Miguel Ãngel Evil !!!!
Exactly. Everyone shits on him and I hear it likes some kinky shit too.
I heard the toilet loves to be peed on
Such a submissive bastard
I can't even look at him without shaking my head
1:35pm
Neffydd ferchMaelgwyn
ALRIGHT! I'm tapping out... there's no way I can beat that. *Shakes fist*
06 August, 2014
Soul Song
There's a song my heart sings...
The rhythm is my heart beat, the bass beat is yours.
The melody is unimaginable in its beauty...
I sweat it out my pores.
I can't sing it for you, but I can act it out.
The only line I know is: 'I love you'...
But it's the one I shout.
07 July, 2014
A Ray of Sunlight
Neffydd lay there for a long time, trying to hold onto the dream as it faded away...
It was a simple dream, like a warm ray of sunlight on a cold day. She tried to stay in the patch of warmth; but only found herself inching away, trying to follow the waning light. The further she followed the faster it pulled away. She knew what it meant and started to pull back.
Soon, the light ray was weak and climbing up the wall as those things tend to go. It was following the same path that the others had, but this time it burned a rut into the old path like a laser sword. When it touched her face, tears sprang to her eyes and her body ached to feel the light over all her skin. After all, this little ray of wasn't her actual goal; It was a refraction of what she wanted, shining through the small space she had left for it. She would never be able to bask in the full and proper light, she would burn up in it. She didn't belong there and the light didn't really shine for her, if she stole too much someone would notice and take it from her before she could bear to part with it. So the ray of light cantilevered from the source, through the tiny space, until it was too weak to go on; then it faltered and failed.
When this searing light finally gave up, she was left in a dim twilight wishing for the light to warm her face again. This time though... She decided that when the light left her, she would cover the space she had left for it to enter. She would be in the dark, but at least she didn't have to watch another ray waltz across, following the burn mark. It wasn't exactly cold in the dark and she liked it just fine... but the sunlight was so beautiful.
It made her wish to wither under its full gaze... Just lay there, embracing sunlight until her body was dust that slipped away on the wind.
It was a simple dream, like a warm ray of sunlight on a cold day. She tried to stay in the patch of warmth; but only found herself inching away, trying to follow the waning light. The further she followed the faster it pulled away. She knew what it meant and started to pull back.
Soon, the light ray was weak and climbing up the wall as those things tend to go. It was following the same path that the others had, but this time it burned a rut into the old path like a laser sword. When it touched her face, tears sprang to her eyes and her body ached to feel the light over all her skin. After all, this little ray of wasn't her actual goal; It was a refraction of what she wanted, shining through the small space she had left for it. She would never be able to bask in the full and proper light, she would burn up in it. She didn't belong there and the light didn't really shine for her, if she stole too much someone would notice and take it from her before she could bear to part with it. So the ray of light cantilevered from the source, through the tiny space, until it was too weak to go on; then it faltered and failed.
When this searing light finally gave up, she was left in a dim twilight wishing for the light to warm her face again. This time though... She decided that when the light left her, she would cover the space she had left for it to enter. She would be in the dark, but at least she didn't have to watch another ray waltz across, following the burn mark. It wasn't exactly cold in the dark and she liked it just fine... but the sunlight was so beautiful.
It made her wish to wither under its full gaze... Just lay there, embracing sunlight until her body was dust that slipped away on the wind.
09 May, 2014
A Very Popular Party
Jedi escorted Neffydd up the walk and through the gates of his friend's garden. While she had met his human friend, before, she wasn't expecting him to be the type to hang out with many Fae. The moment she passed through the garden and into the door of the kitchens, she knew better.
I should never assume... She thought to herself as she was greeted by a sparkly Water Sprite and a stout Mountain Faun. She was well-met by Human and Fae, alike. Hands were shook often and warm smiles spread liberally throughout the night.
"Hello there!" An older Human woman caught her attention. She turned to greet the woman who volunteered that she was the mother of the man who owned the house. "Neffydd, is it? Oh! I've heard of you, once... Only good things, though!" She smiled and chatted for a bit longer before turning to pull food from an oven.
Neffydd turned at a familiar sight and greeted a friend Jedi had introduced her to a few weeks ago. He was a suspicious sort, but they got along well enough.
"Are you having fun?" Jedi checked with her after a few minutes, knowing how crowds could make her nervous.
"Surprisingly; Yes!" She smiled up at him and they got squished together a bit as someone passed behind her folded wings.
He smiled back. "I'm going out for a smoke." He tipped his head back toward the garden.
"I'll go with." She liked the people here, but there was so much new that a breath of fresh air would do her good.
"The pinata isn't for a little while..." Their host said from the trestle tables set up on the patio.
"We're just stepping out for a bit." Jedi replied and walked over to greet his friend with a handshake. "This is quite a party!"
"Yeah, man!" He smiled wide and gestured toward the out-building garage. They could see hazy light pouring out of the thin glass windows. "You can go in there, where there's heat."
"We were actually going to have a smoke..." Jedi rebuffed.
"Oh, they're smoking in there." Their host pointed at the door as it opened to let a person and a jumble of soft sounds out, into the chilly night.
"What are they smoking, in there??" Jedi's tone was light and conspiratorial.
"A little bit of everything!"
"Oh?" Jedi looked at Neffydd. "We like everything; don't we?" She gave the menfolk a sharp-toothed grin and nodded. Jedi grabbed her hand, pulling her toward the garage and their host opened the door for them.
There was a round of introductions once they had all filed through the door. More smiles and nodding and handshakes before Neffydd found herself placed in a chair next to a charming woman with a happy face.
The cloud of smoke got steadily thicker, after that, as people wandered in and out of the large-ish room. There were jokes and razzing; curious questions about Neffydd's physique and profession; snacks, drinks and other consumables passed around at satisfying intervals.
"Here..." Late into the night, Neffydd began to feel that sensation at the back of her throat. "Drink this for me?" She handed her glass to Jedi. He wouldn't keep her from drinking it, but if he was holding it she wouldn't be tempted to take a sip every few seconds.
"Done, already?" Jedi's friend asked with a sly grin. Neffydd checked the display on her mobile com.
"Yup." She showed him the lit face of it. "I might just be."
"Oh, wow!" His eyebrows raised. "I think I should be going to bed, soon, too."
"How'd you get here?" Jedi perked up. He had been slowly falling into a slouched trance, while watching the party goers move in the haze around them. Those extra hours at work were really chewing him up...
"Walked." His buddy shrugged. "It's only a little over a mile."
"It's pretty chilly out." Jedi glanced toward the door. The window in it had fogged over at the corners. "You want a ride?"
"Only if you're already leaving..." His friend was hopefully hesitant.
"Yeah, we're about done." He looked at Neffydd who shrugged and nodded. "I'm pretty beat."
True to party form, they couldn't leave without spending a bit more time polluting the air quality and chatting about all kinds of silly nothing.
A short aeon later they called it quits, for good. They slipped out the side door and walked down the car park to the street.
I should never assume... She thought to herself as she was greeted by a sparkly Water Sprite and a stout Mountain Faun. She was well-met by Human and Fae, alike. Hands were shook often and warm smiles spread liberally throughout the night.
"Hello there!" An older Human woman caught her attention. She turned to greet the woman who volunteered that she was the mother of the man who owned the house. "Neffydd, is it? Oh! I've heard of you, once... Only good things, though!" She smiled and chatted for a bit longer before turning to pull food from an oven.
Neffydd turned at a familiar sight and greeted a friend Jedi had introduced her to a few weeks ago. He was a suspicious sort, but they got along well enough.
"Are you having fun?" Jedi checked with her after a few minutes, knowing how crowds could make her nervous.
"Surprisingly; Yes!" She smiled up at him and they got squished together a bit as someone passed behind her folded wings.
He smiled back. "I'm going out for a smoke." He tipped his head back toward the garden.
"I'll go with." She liked the people here, but there was so much new that a breath of fresh air would do her good.
"The pinata isn't for a little while..." Their host said from the trestle tables set up on the patio.
"We're just stepping out for a bit." Jedi replied and walked over to greet his friend with a handshake. "This is quite a party!"
"Yeah, man!" He smiled wide and gestured toward the out-building garage. They could see hazy light pouring out of the thin glass windows. "You can go in there, where there's heat."
"We were actually going to have a smoke..." Jedi rebuffed.
"Oh, they're smoking in there." Their host pointed at the door as it opened to let a person and a jumble of soft sounds out, into the chilly night.
"What are they smoking, in there??" Jedi's tone was light and conspiratorial.
"A little bit of everything!"
"Oh?" Jedi looked at Neffydd. "We like everything; don't we?" She gave the menfolk a sharp-toothed grin and nodded. Jedi grabbed her hand, pulling her toward the garage and their host opened the door for them.
There was a round of introductions once they had all filed through the door. More smiles and nodding and handshakes before Neffydd found herself placed in a chair next to a charming woman with a happy face.
The cloud of smoke got steadily thicker, after that, as people wandered in and out of the large-ish room. There were jokes and razzing; curious questions about Neffydd's physique and profession; snacks, drinks and other consumables passed around at satisfying intervals.
"Here..." Late into the night, Neffydd began to feel that sensation at the back of her throat. "Drink this for me?" She handed her glass to Jedi. He wouldn't keep her from drinking it, but if he was holding it she wouldn't be tempted to take a sip every few seconds.
"Done, already?" Jedi's friend asked with a sly grin. Neffydd checked the display on her mobile com.
"Yup." She showed him the lit face of it. "I might just be."
"Oh, wow!" His eyebrows raised. "I think I should be going to bed, soon, too."
"How'd you get here?" Jedi perked up. He had been slowly falling into a slouched trance, while watching the party goers move in the haze around them. Those extra hours at work were really chewing him up...
"Walked." His buddy shrugged. "It's only a little over a mile."
"It's pretty chilly out." Jedi glanced toward the door. The window in it had fogged over at the corners. "You want a ride?"
"Only if you're already leaving..." His friend was hopefully hesitant.
"Yeah, we're about done." He looked at Neffydd who shrugged and nodded. "I'm pretty beat."
True to party form, they couldn't leave without spending a bit more time polluting the air quality and chatting about all kinds of silly nothing.
A short aeon later they called it quits, for good. They slipped out the side door and walked down the car park to the street.
06 May, 2014
Just Another Day in Pinedale
"Nevy!" The girl to Neffydd's left was agitated. She kept leaning over the table to look out of the Pinedale Inn window. "I think our friend is in need... She looks distressed. She may need our help."
Neffydd looked up from her chess game with her sister's lover, an elf with giant bloodlines, Fia Minaya Onorata, to face the human Nord, Floki, directly. She was looking out the window again so Neffydd leaned over a bit to look out, with her.
Shael was in the courtyard speaking with the mercenaries who had gathered by the fire. She seemed agitated, but Neffydd knew she had things under control. She sat back down and made her next move at her sad little chess game.
"If there's one thing Shael is good at, it's getting men to do her bidding." She winked at Fia, who smiled back and took Neffydd's rook off the board. The innkeeper's husband chuckled with the traveling games master and said something just the polite side of lewd.
"Oh..." Awe tinted Floki's voice. "She found someone..."
"Just one?" Neffydd looked up in disbelief.
"No. Five." Floki's eyes were following the group as they passed the window and marched down the well-worn road. A few minutes later Fia had nailed Neffydd's king to the wall and Neffydd was finished with her ale.
"Let's go see if they still need help." Floki begged Neffydd.
"OK." Neffydd pointed down the road. "They went this way."
They hiked up the path to the crossroads and started to turn right, toward the voices of a group who seemed to be in a heavy discussion. Neffydd heard Floki gasp and turned to their left to behold a pair of hideous creatures baring down on them.
No sooner had Neffydd drawn her sword, than she realized that the creatures were Bagmen and if she were to be hit by their fear spells she would be held, powerless to stop them for injuring her and Floki then looting their valuables.
She started to run toward the people who were gathered in the common yard of a grouping of buildings just down the path.
"Help us!" She was all she could scream before her world turned into a nightmare.
Icy fingers of apprehension gripped Neffyd's spine, sending tingles into her body and clasping her lungs in a vise-like grip. She fell to the ground and the people morphed into monsters. She could hear the terrified screaming of her compatriot and the hungry growling of the monsters as they gathered around her body, paralyzed in fear. She covered her head as one of the beasts reached toward her. She screamed for help, hoping the noise would scare the creature away.
She felt fingers brush her shoulder and a warmth flowed through her body. Be calm... The thought flowed through her, chasing her terror away.
"OK... I got ya." A gentle voice said from above Neffydd. "Calm down. Are you hurt?"
Neffydd took a deep breath and a mental inventory before shaking her head. She looked up, into the lean face of her elven savior.
"N-no..." She stuttered. "Just... Just the fear, I think." She pushed herself up, off the ground and stood on shaky legs. She took a few deep, cleansing breaths and followed the elf into the common yard. Floki was escorted by another and they were set on a bench to wait for an escort back toward the Inn.
"Does this happen often?" Her breathless companion asked.
"Every time I visit this forsaken place." Neffydd sighed. "At least it's not raining... Yet."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
O/C 5-8-14:
Do to popular request and gaining permission to use the proper place name, I have changed the name from 'Springdale' to 'Pinedale' to reflect the Kingdoms of Novitas' town.
Some of the characters are recurring people in my blog, (& life, for that matter,) therefore some things about them may deviate from KoN cannon. Please understand that this is a fantastical retelling of my life, so most of the posts are going to be out of KoN cannon.
Thanks for reading!
~:}Y{:~
Leigh
30 April, 2014
Tarnished
Softness caressing my skin; comforting, loving....
A buzzing under my belly; hungry, stimulating...
The ache in my groin growing, slow to cover the one in my chest.
Coldness fills my lungs; gasping, shuddering...
Momentum building up; grasping, slipping...
At the moment of ecstasy, my heart searches and finds nothing.
Wetness between my fingers; musky, cloying...
An aching behind my eyes; yearning, leaking...
My cheeks cool and my world fades; Sleep has come for me alone.
A buzzing under my belly; hungry, stimulating...
The ache in my groin growing, slow to cover the one in my chest.
Coldness fills my lungs; gasping, shuddering...
Momentum building up; grasping, slipping...
At the moment of ecstasy, my heart searches and finds nothing.
Wetness between my fingers; musky, cloying...
An aching behind my eyes; yearning, leaking...
My cheeks cool and my world fades; Sleep has come for me alone.
19 April, 2014
You never know
Neffydd gazed at her reflection and touched the spots on the side of her face. They were puffy and sore; reminders of the illness she didn't really want to deal with, yet. She didn't think she ever wanted to deal with it, but soon she would have to start getting things in order...
She blew her nose. Blood, again. That couldn't be good, either. Ugh. Her body ached, most of the time, now; so badly, at times, that she could barely walk, let alone fly. There was no food she could consume a great quantity of trying to eat more than a couple ounces at a time hurt, too.
She remembered a conversation with the physicker, who was overseeing her care. Fifteen years... Thirty if she took extra good care of herself. She might get to see her youngest graduate from higher learning. She tried to brush the painful thoughts away, but they came back; taunting her with the sound of Jedi's voice when her lover had told her that there was never any way to tell.
She knew he was right. It didn't stop the worry, though. It seemed like there was nothing but worry, now. She pushed the thoughts back again and walked out of the room.
"Hi, Mommy!" Her little one waved sticky fingers at her.
"Hey, baby." She kissed her daughter on the head and went for a cleaning rag. Life was still trudging forward... She might as well follow it.
She blew her nose. Blood, again. That couldn't be good, either. Ugh. Her body ached, most of the time, now; so badly, at times, that she could barely walk, let alone fly. There was no food she could consume a great quantity of trying to eat more than a couple ounces at a time hurt, too.
She remembered a conversation with the physicker, who was overseeing her care. Fifteen years... Thirty if she took extra good care of herself. She might get to see her youngest graduate from higher learning. She tried to brush the painful thoughts away, but they came back; taunting her with the sound of Jedi's voice when her lover had told her that there was never any way to tell.
She knew he was right. It didn't stop the worry, though. It seemed like there was nothing but worry, now. She pushed the thoughts back again and walked out of the room.
"Hi, Mommy!" Her little one waved sticky fingers at her.
"Hey, baby." She kissed her daughter on the head and went for a cleaning rag. Life was still trudging forward... She might as well follow it.
20 February, 2014
Tightly Wound Cables
Warder Sullens paced the space at the foot of the bed with the mobile com pressed to his elegant ear.
"No." He growled at the tiny voice that had been trying to explain something to him. "I had your service removed from our residence. I'm not paying you more to come cut it off properly. I'm not going to pay for the service that you left on after I told your company to disconnect it and I returned all of your hardware... And I most certainly will not accept a credit to the account THAT I WANT CLOSED!"
The tiny voice coming from the speaker chattered in upset tones for a bit before Sullens reasserted his right to a repayment of over paid funds.
"Your company was given two payments of $140, last month, another payment for this month (no matter that we disconnected our service,) then tried to charge our funds accounts another $140!" He paused to take a single, calming breath before continuing. "Now I want all credits liquidated, those charges refunded and the banking fees your company incurred to be charged back to the funds account they were drawn from."
The dickering continued for a while before Sullens closed the connection.
"They said 'The check is in the mail'." He glowered at Neffydd from across the room. "I'll believe it when I see it."
"No." He growled at the tiny voice that had been trying to explain something to him. "I had your service removed from our residence. I'm not paying you more to come cut it off properly. I'm not going to pay for the service that you left on after I told your company to disconnect it and I returned all of your hardware... And I most certainly will not accept a credit to the account THAT I WANT CLOSED!"
The tiny voice coming from the speaker chattered in upset tones for a bit before Sullens reasserted his right to a repayment of over paid funds.
"Your company was given two payments of $140, last month, another payment for this month (no matter that we disconnected our service,) then tried to charge our funds accounts another $140!" He paused to take a single, calming breath before continuing. "Now I want all credits liquidated, those charges refunded and the banking fees your company incurred to be charged back to the funds account they were drawn from."
The dickering continued for a while before Sullens closed the connection.
"They said 'The check is in the mail'." He glowered at Neffydd from across the room. "I'll believe it when I see it."
11 February, 2014
Dreamy
She turned in her lover's arms and pressed her cheek against his chest. She could feel the steady rhythm of his heart thump, thump, thump-ing under her face and hear the warm breath whooshing through his chest, then passing over her sharp ears.
She kissed the smooth skin of his chest, near her mouth. Her lips parted and she inhaled the taste of him; her tongue darting out for a better lick. She tuned her face and kissed the hard nub of his nipple then shifted her weight so she could reach a kiss to his collar bone with a nibble for his pectoral.
His skin tightened when she traced her fingers along his ribs and goose flesh raised. She brushed her lips across the fine, soft hairs under his adam's apple and giggled when he shivered. Her tongue traced his jaw for a bit, delighting in the feeling of his stubble.
She kissed the point of his chin and the corner of his mouth. When his lips parted to hers she nibbled the fleshy lower one, his moan sending a thrill through her. His fingers wound through her hair and stroked her scalp, making her ears tingle.
Then he was pushing her to him and she drove her tongue into his mouth. She savored the sweetness she found there. His tongue followed her's back and filled her mouth, searching; for what? He only knew... but she tugged on him and he pressed her harder in.
She tilted her chin and he moved under her, fitting them together like puzzle pieces. She felt his other hand slide down her spine and press into the small of her back. A fire lit in her belly.
She lifted herself onto her elbows and broke away from the kiss to gasp. She felt him growing under her hips and she wanted to taste more. She looked into his eyes and her heart started to pound. She loved how he looked at her; how her body and eyes seemed to be equally important when his hungry gaze was eating her up.
She threw the blanket back and shivered when the sharp cold of the night air hit her skin...
~:}Y{:~
Neffydd woke to the waning light of the Winter afternoon. She shivered again and pulled the blankets up, over her shoulders. There was a dream she was never going to get back... DAMMIT!
She kissed the smooth skin of his chest, near her mouth. Her lips parted and she inhaled the taste of him; her tongue darting out for a better lick. She tuned her face and kissed the hard nub of his nipple then shifted her weight so she could reach a kiss to his collar bone with a nibble for his pectoral.
His skin tightened when she traced her fingers along his ribs and goose flesh raised. She brushed her lips across the fine, soft hairs under his adam's apple and giggled when he shivered. Her tongue traced his jaw for a bit, delighting in the feeling of his stubble.
She kissed the point of his chin and the corner of his mouth. When his lips parted to hers she nibbled the fleshy lower one, his moan sending a thrill through her. His fingers wound through her hair and stroked her scalp, making her ears tingle.
Then he was pushing her to him and she drove her tongue into his mouth. She savored the sweetness she found there. His tongue followed her's back and filled her mouth, searching; for what? He only knew... but she tugged on him and he pressed her harder in.
She tilted her chin and he moved under her, fitting them together like puzzle pieces. She felt his other hand slide down her spine and press into the small of her back. A fire lit in her belly.
She lifted herself onto her elbows and broke away from the kiss to gasp. She felt him growing under her hips and she wanted to taste more. She looked into his eyes and her heart started to pound. She loved how he looked at her; how her body and eyes seemed to be equally important when his hungry gaze was eating her up.
She threw the blanket back and shivered when the sharp cold of the night air hit her skin...
~:}Y{:~
Neffydd woke to the waning light of the Winter afternoon. She shivered again and pulled the blankets up, over her shoulders. There was a dream she was never going to get back... DAMMIT!
04 February, 2014
Good Morning
Neffydd watched the sun rise, pink and orange over the heavily frosted hills. As the glowing orb climbed higher and higher absolutely nothing was warmed and the chill was beginning to cut through her layers to her skin.
Time to say her daily devotional and then drop to sleep. She wrapped her blanket tighter to her as the words of her new verse came to her sleepy mind.
Hello Sun, your day's begun... You're why the world is turning.
Goodbye Moon, see you soon... Take with you my yearning.
Where's the Stars? Winking gems... Not strong enough to warm me.
And to the spaces in between... Not strong enough to harm me.
Goodnight Moon. If there's room... I'd love to have you take me.
Good morning, Sun; and when you're done... don't bother to wake me.
Time to say her daily devotional and then drop to sleep. She wrapped her blanket tighter to her as the words of her new verse came to her sleepy mind.
Hello Sun, your day's begun... You're why the world is turning.
Goodbye Moon, see you soon... Take with you my yearning.
Where's the Stars? Winking gems... Not strong enough to warm me.
And to the spaces in between... Not strong enough to harm me.
Goodnight Moon. If there's room... I'd love to have you take me.
Good morning, Sun; and when you're done... don't bother to wake me.
23 January, 2014
Diver
Cold air stung her face as she looked out across her beloved city, cherishing the twinkling lights nestled in the frozen wasteland of the winter-washed valley. Neffydd took a deep breath and enjoyed the pain of icy air in her feverish lungs. Her legs hung over the edge of the tall building, feet swinging and hitting the wall below her in a steady rhythm.
She toyed with the idea of falling, even though she knew that she couldn't do it. She spread her wings then closed them tight against her body to shield her core from the cold. Her whole body ached... her whole being was in pain. The cold didn't really matter to her; she couldn't die from it. Nothing could kill her. Not even the enduring pain.
She let out her breath in a giant white puff that froze into a cloud of tiny ice crystals and she watched it dissipate as it fell toward the hard ground. She wished she were her breath and not the breather.
She took in another fridged breath and shoved off the ledge. She kept her wings folded and enjoyed the feeling of death rushing close; then, when her instincts could bear it no longer, her wings opened.
She flung her arms wide to support her wings as they caught the air that had been whizzing past her body. The thrum of air hitting the membranes was deafening and the pain almost unbearable. Almost. She redirected her kinetic energy and twisted just so, turning her fall into a tumble then swooped out of her fall a mere ten lengths from the ground.
She could see faces a couple lengths below her flushed with fear and concern, a few accompanied by hands out-stretched as if to catch her. She felt a sad smile crawl across her face as she pumped her wings to gain altitude again. She twisted again and barrel-rolled before pumping furiously toward home.
Not today.
She toyed with the idea of falling, even though she knew that she couldn't do it. She spread her wings then closed them tight against her body to shield her core from the cold. Her whole body ached... her whole being was in pain. The cold didn't really matter to her; she couldn't die from it. Nothing could kill her. Not even the enduring pain.
She let out her breath in a giant white puff that froze into a cloud of tiny ice crystals and she watched it dissipate as it fell toward the hard ground. She wished she were her breath and not the breather.
She took in another fridged breath and shoved off the ledge. She kept her wings folded and enjoyed the feeling of death rushing close; then, when her instincts could bear it no longer, her wings opened.
She flung her arms wide to support her wings as they caught the air that had been whizzing past her body. The thrum of air hitting the membranes was deafening and the pain almost unbearable. Almost. She redirected her kinetic energy and twisted just so, turning her fall into a tumble then swooped out of her fall a mere ten lengths from the ground.
She could see faces a couple lengths below her flushed with fear and concern, a few accompanied by hands out-stretched as if to catch her. She felt a sad smile crawl across her face as she pumped her wings to gain altitude again. She twisted again and barrel-rolled before pumping furiously toward home.
Not today.
20 January, 2014
Missing You...
Neffydd's too-long talons clacked against the input keys of her aether com and she held back frantic tears with pure force-of-will. She was searching again... She knew she shouldn't torture herself, like this, but she couldn't help it. There had to be a picture or something... she just wanted to see her daughter's face.
Then, there is was. Her daughter's eyes shot lances through Neffydd's heart. The picture was old by a couple years, but Neffydd cherished it, all the same. She thought of all the things she was missing and blinked back another rush of tears.
She copied the photo to her private storage, then continued to flip through endless aethernet pages, looking for more. Maybe she could find an academic award or a photo of someone else with her child in the background...
Then, there is was. Her daughter's eyes shot lances through Neffydd's heart. The picture was old by a couple years, but Neffydd cherished it, all the same. She thought of all the things she was missing and blinked back another rush of tears.
She copied the photo to her private storage, then continued to flip through endless aethernet pages, looking for more. Maybe she could find an academic award or a photo of someone else with her child in the background...
31 December, 2013
BANG!
Neffydd sat with Tomoe at the bar of the restaurant fiddling with her napkin while she waited for her next song to be up and for Jedi to arrive. She was worried because he had already gotten lost in the horrible blizzard once, tonight and the roads were just getting worse.
She sipped at her second drink of the night and nibbled the appetizers, not really hungry because the anxiety was filling her belly. She distracted herself with a game on her mobile com, becoming absorbed in the placement of letters and words.
"Neffy..." Her sister caught her attention and pointed to the back of Neffydd's seat.
Neffydd turned to look and saw that Jedi was standing there, bundled in several warm layers. The tension drained out of her body as a smile crept across her face.
"Well, there you are!" She touched his cold jacket as he opened it to the warm room, then pulled him in for a hug. "I was worried..."
He proceeded to tell her the story of his trip, which included getting trapped on the high speed thoroughfare in a white-out and not noticing until he was lost, trying to turn around on a service road but getting stuck on the piled snow and returning on the empty road while his vehicle sometimes slid sideways.
They decided that it might be a good idea to stay at their friend's lair for a a few hours until the snow eased. So they packed up and headed out; Neffydd hopping in beside her lover and Tomoe riding with their friend to keep him company.
The domicile was just a couple miles down the road and the snow had slowed a little to a gentle dusting over the heavier, wetter stuff that had fallen early in the evening.
They stopped at the market for salt to bless their friend's property against the ice that was forming on every surface, then headed toward their destination, again.
They turned off the main road, onto a less traveled thoroughfare and immediately Neffydd started feeling uneasy. Maybe it was the low, hazy light being cast by uncared-for street lamps that had been placed just a little too far apart... Maybe it was the way the tires never really got good enough traction, sliding ever-so-slightly with every rotation... Maybe it was the way the snow blew across the windscreen with the gusts of heavy wind; blowing first clear, then obscuring everything for a couple seconds at a time... Or, maybe it was the way the cold seemed to leach into the vehicle, no matter how hot the air from the hotter blew...
The vehicle slipped down the lane, Jedi deftly correcting the trajectory every time the vehicle went off course.
Then things went very wrong. A vehicle further ahead of their friend's was cut off at an intersection. A simple thing that should cause fists to shake and curses to rise, but no more. The vehicle in the lead tapped their breaks to slow, as did Neffydd's friend. Jedi tapped his breaks but the vehicle didn't slow. Instead, the rear of the vehicle slid to the side. Jedi corrected, but the vehicle kept going in the new direction, again out of control. Jedi corrected a few more times as Neffydd watched helplessly out the wind screen.
She saw the on-coming vehicle bearing down on them when they first started to slide, but she hadn't been too worried because it had been so far away. Now the truck was rushing toward them... not slowing or swerving or breaking. If anything it appeared to be going faster toward Jedi's careening carriage.
Neffydd tried to go limp, forcing her muscles to soften through her fear. She turned to face her lover, ready to tell him that she was afraid that the truck would hit them, she's still not sure if she actually said the words. The headlights were just feet away but Jedi finally had the vehicle under control... then...
BANG!
Neffydd's seat was shoved into the dashboard, pinning her leg between them as the car's momentum was changed, again. They were spinning. She was flung back into her seat, leg still pinned; she would later explain the feeling as being the wet towel flicked across a jock's buttocks. Her seat moved back as the weight of her body was thrown into it.
And they stopped. The engine was still on, but making a sick noise, so Jedi turned it off and looked over at Neffydd.
"Are you OK?" He asked with concern. Pain overloaded her senses and she couldn't respond for a moment. "Neffy??"
"Pain..." She forced the word out, shoving the pain into the box it belonged in. "I'm... not broken." She moved her limbs, testing their stability, then grabbed the handle of the door. She was anxious to be out of the damaged vehicle.
She climbed out and glanced around. There was already a small crowd of on-lookers and someone helped her to her feet.
"Are you OK?" She reaffirmed her health, but the question was repeated a few more times by several people. Her leg was in agony, but she could walk around. Walk it off... she thought to herself as Jedi disembarked and went to check on the other driver. Don't let it get stiff...
Jedi returned and pulled her into his arms. "Are you sure you're alright?" His breath was warm against her neck and she took comfort in the pleasant sensation. She folded closer to him, nodding at his question. He kissed the top of her head and held her closer.
"Are you?" She murmured into his chest, then looked up into his face.
"I'm alright." He replied with a nod and a kiss. She pulled her face away from his after a moment and gazed at the ruined vehicle...
She sipped at her second drink of the night and nibbled the appetizers, not really hungry because the anxiety was filling her belly. She distracted herself with a game on her mobile com, becoming absorbed in the placement of letters and words.
"Neffy..." Her sister caught her attention and pointed to the back of Neffydd's seat.
Neffydd turned to look and saw that Jedi was standing there, bundled in several warm layers. The tension drained out of her body as a smile crept across her face.
"Well, there you are!" She touched his cold jacket as he opened it to the warm room, then pulled him in for a hug. "I was worried..."
He proceeded to tell her the story of his trip, which included getting trapped on the high speed thoroughfare in a white-out and not noticing until he was lost, trying to turn around on a service road but getting stuck on the piled snow and returning on the empty road while his vehicle sometimes slid sideways.
They decided that it might be a good idea to stay at their friend's lair for a a few hours until the snow eased. So they packed up and headed out; Neffydd hopping in beside her lover and Tomoe riding with their friend to keep him company.
The domicile was just a couple miles down the road and the snow had slowed a little to a gentle dusting over the heavier, wetter stuff that had fallen early in the evening.
They stopped at the market for salt to bless their friend's property against the ice that was forming on every surface, then headed toward their destination, again.
They turned off the main road, onto a less traveled thoroughfare and immediately Neffydd started feeling uneasy. Maybe it was the low, hazy light being cast by uncared-for street lamps that had been placed just a little too far apart... Maybe it was the way the tires never really got good enough traction, sliding ever-so-slightly with every rotation... Maybe it was the way the snow blew across the windscreen with the gusts of heavy wind; blowing first clear, then obscuring everything for a couple seconds at a time... Or, maybe it was the way the cold seemed to leach into the vehicle, no matter how hot the air from the hotter blew...
The vehicle slipped down the lane, Jedi deftly correcting the trajectory every time the vehicle went off course.
Then things went very wrong. A vehicle further ahead of their friend's was cut off at an intersection. A simple thing that should cause fists to shake and curses to rise, but no more. The vehicle in the lead tapped their breaks to slow, as did Neffydd's friend. Jedi tapped his breaks but the vehicle didn't slow. Instead, the rear of the vehicle slid to the side. Jedi corrected, but the vehicle kept going in the new direction, again out of control. Jedi corrected a few more times as Neffydd watched helplessly out the wind screen.
She saw the on-coming vehicle bearing down on them when they first started to slide, but she hadn't been too worried because it had been so far away. Now the truck was rushing toward them... not slowing or swerving or breaking. If anything it appeared to be going faster toward Jedi's careening carriage.
Neffydd tried to go limp, forcing her muscles to soften through her fear. She turned to face her lover, ready to tell him that she was afraid that the truck would hit them, she's still not sure if she actually said the words. The headlights were just feet away but Jedi finally had the vehicle under control... then...
BANG!
Neffydd's seat was shoved into the dashboard, pinning her leg between them as the car's momentum was changed, again. They were spinning. She was flung back into her seat, leg still pinned; she would later explain the feeling as being the wet towel flicked across a jock's buttocks. Her seat moved back as the weight of her body was thrown into it.
And they stopped. The engine was still on, but making a sick noise, so Jedi turned it off and looked over at Neffydd.
"Are you OK?" He asked with concern. Pain overloaded her senses and she couldn't respond for a moment. "Neffy??"
"Pain..." She forced the word out, shoving the pain into the box it belonged in. "I'm... not broken." She moved her limbs, testing their stability, then grabbed the handle of the door. She was anxious to be out of the damaged vehicle.
She climbed out and glanced around. There was already a small crowd of on-lookers and someone helped her to her feet.
"Are you OK?" She reaffirmed her health, but the question was repeated a few more times by several people. Her leg was in agony, but she could walk around. Walk it off... she thought to herself as Jedi disembarked and went to check on the other driver. Don't let it get stiff...
Jedi returned and pulled her into his arms. "Are you sure you're alright?" His breath was warm against her neck and she took comfort in the pleasant sensation. She folded closer to him, nodding at his question. He kissed the top of her head and held her closer.
"Are you?" She murmured into his chest, then looked up into his face.
"I'm alright." He replied with a nod and a kiss. She pulled her face away from his after a moment and gazed at the ruined vehicle...
10 December, 2013
Video Games Make Everything Better
Neffydd pulled a chip from the pile smothered in meat, veggies and cheese. Warder Sullens sat beside her, playing their joint Mirror's Edge game while she puttered around on her aether com. The minions were all occupied with their own games and devices and being exceptionally quiet... for once.
Sullens tapped Neffydd on the arm, for her turn. She excelled at the "tight rope" challenges but kinda sucked at the rest of the game. It didn't matter, though. She was spending quality time with her loved ones.
Soon, the Minions were sent to bed, but the adults continued to game. Tomoe and Neffydd were poking away at their aether coms and Sullens continued to make his character run and jump all over the screen.
Jedi came by later and Neffydd basked in the feeling of completeness that came from having her family near.
Sullens tapped Neffydd on the arm, for her turn. She excelled at the "tight rope" challenges but kinda sucked at the rest of the game. It didn't matter, though. She was spending quality time with her loved ones.
Soon, the Minions were sent to bed, but the adults continued to game. Tomoe and Neffydd were poking away at their aether coms and Sullens continued to make his character run and jump all over the screen.
Jedi came by later and Neffydd basked in the feeling of completeness that came from having her family near.
A Return from Hiatus
Neffydd felt the chill from outside settle in around her body. She pulled the blanket closer about her, snuggling down into the warmth and thought about the past few months.
Over the winter Neffydd had been sick. Very sick. The illness had come on strong in the middle of the winter and finally depleted her strength enough that she couldn't work, play, sleep, even walking had become next to impossible. Between the pain, fatigue and medications she had lost the will to do much of anything.
In the early spring, after Neffydd had begun to heal, Shael took her around the corner to a small pub where they proceeded to drink and pour their hearts out about recent happenings. Neffydd told Shael about the Leprechaun she had been too shy to ask out and even showed her the message she had written out on her mobile com but hadn't had the guts to send. After a few more drinks they took turns in the latrine and when Neffydd returned from her spin Shael handed her the com back.
"I checked it over." She said and Neffydd's stomach flopped at her next words. "It looked pretty good, so I went ahead and sent it... Is that OK?"
"Well, yeah..." She affirmed after a moment. "Even if it weren't, it's too late now."
"You two need another round?" The tree sprite behind the bar asked them.
"Oh..." Neffydd turned to her and smiled, "Dear GODS, yes!"
~:}Y{:~
Over the next few months Neffydd got to know the tall Leprechaun, Shay O'Dell, much better. She made sure to cut out enough time for him and making a few general changes around the lair to accommodate his excessive height. She and Warder Sullens changed out their furniture, being sure to pick items that would hold the lanky Fae comfortably.
The summertime brought entertaining things and the search for a permanent lair. Sullens had finally been paid the money he was owed and they were determined to procure a place that would fit the needs of their clan.
Mostly mundane things that kept the family busy viewing homes and signing paperwork. Then there was the moving and the settling in and the parties... So much to do so little summer to do it in.
The Fair came and went and the children returned to school. The Leprechaun had a death in his family and decided to have some space, away from the clan to gather himself back together. His choices made Neffydd sad, but she knew he had his own life to live. He wanted to still meet, casually, but hadn't decided what he wanted for their future.
Soon, Autumn had thrown her beautiful blanket of russet leaves, bright gourds, crisp fruits and sparkling frost over the country side.
A group of her friends got together at a local restaurant for the season premier of The Walking Dead. Shay brought Neffydd, Tomoe and the minion Zennaton to the show for a couple drinks and some snacks. Before the show even started Shay had left for home and the trio from chanMaelgwyn were happily munching away on half-priced appetizers.
"Can I get ya anything else?" Neffydd shook her head but didn't speak. She was trying not to look at the waiter. It was the only defense she had against the sheer beauty of him. She was acutely aware of his person, any time he came within twenty paces of her.
[That waiter is a cutie ^_^] Neffydd typed the message to her friend, a water sprite named Babbling Brook, (or 'Babbles' for short,) who was sitting not five paces from her.
[His name is Jedi :)] Came the quick reply. [He's a really good friend of mine. I adore him... You should give him your contact number!]
[How is it that you know EVERYONE??]
Throughout the rest of the night Neffydd worked up the courage to talk to the guy who walked about the place, cleaning and checking on customers, as if he expected to be ignored. Several times she walked by him, hoping to catch his eye and talk to him. When she finally was able to meet his gaze she was too tongue-tied to do anything but give him a faint smile and head up to the bar where she admitted defeat to her friend.
"I'm sure I have something you can write your number on..." Babbles said and began to rummage around in her bag. "That way you can just give him your number, then run away." This seemed like the best plan ever, so Neffydd nodded.
Neffydd's heart was beating so hard that she could barely swallow. The perky sprite fished a blank business card out of her purse and the bar tender just happened to have a pen handy (and a smile, fancy that...). Neffydd's script was sweeping and lilted in that way she had developed to cover the nervous shaking.
As they walked out the door, Jedi placed himself by the exit so he could wish them well-part and Neffydd saw her chance. She strode to the exit, gave the server the best smile she could without looking like a freak and handed him the small paper card with her mobile com number on it. He looked at her in confusion.
"You should call me... or solid message. We can have drinks soon." She smiled again.
"Uh..." The poor guy looked stunned silly. "Yeah...?" She nodded at him and walked away.
As Babbles drove them home, Neffydd realized that she had been so flustered that she had never paid the fracking bill! Her friend turned the vehicle around while Neffydd fought her anxiety over the direction her food was going to travel.
"I can run in and pay, for you." Babbles offered after witnessing the extent of the anxiety. Neffydd agreed that this might be the best plan so her friend took her card and paid the bill. When she returned, the water sprite's bouncy laugh preceded her.
"You know, I got in there and he didn't even know you had skipped out!" It seems Jedi had been just as distracted by her forwardness as Neffydd had...
Neffydd walked through the portal of her new lair in a daze. Had she really just given the hot guy her contact?
Hoo, boy... This should be interesting.
Over the winter Neffydd had been sick. Very sick. The illness had come on strong in the middle of the winter and finally depleted her strength enough that she couldn't work, play, sleep, even walking had become next to impossible. Between the pain, fatigue and medications she had lost the will to do much of anything.
In the early spring, after Neffydd had begun to heal, Shael took her around the corner to a small pub where they proceeded to drink and pour their hearts out about recent happenings. Neffydd told Shael about the Leprechaun she had been too shy to ask out and even showed her the message she had written out on her mobile com but hadn't had the guts to send. After a few more drinks they took turns in the latrine and when Neffydd returned from her spin Shael handed her the com back.
"I checked it over." She said and Neffydd's stomach flopped at her next words. "It looked pretty good, so I went ahead and sent it... Is that OK?"
"Well, yeah..." She affirmed after a moment. "Even if it weren't, it's too late now."
"You two need another round?" The tree sprite behind the bar asked them.
"Oh..." Neffydd turned to her and smiled, "Dear GODS, yes!"
~:}Y{:~
Over the next few months Neffydd got to know the tall Leprechaun, Shay O'Dell, much better. She made sure to cut out enough time for him and making a few general changes around the lair to accommodate his excessive height. She and Warder Sullens changed out their furniture, being sure to pick items that would hold the lanky Fae comfortably.
The summertime brought entertaining things and the search for a permanent lair. Sullens had finally been paid the money he was owed and they were determined to procure a place that would fit the needs of their clan.
Mostly mundane things that kept the family busy viewing homes and signing paperwork. Then there was the moving and the settling in and the parties... So much to do so little summer to do it in.
The Fair came and went and the children returned to school. The Leprechaun had a death in his family and decided to have some space, away from the clan to gather himself back together. His choices made Neffydd sad, but she knew he had his own life to live. He wanted to still meet, casually, but hadn't decided what he wanted for their future.
Soon, Autumn had thrown her beautiful blanket of russet leaves, bright gourds, crisp fruits and sparkling frost over the country side.
A group of her friends got together at a local restaurant for the season premier of The Walking Dead. Shay brought Neffydd, Tomoe and the minion Zennaton to the show for a couple drinks and some snacks. Before the show even started Shay had left for home and the trio from chanMaelgwyn were happily munching away on half-priced appetizers.
"Can I get ya anything else?" Neffydd shook her head but didn't speak. She was trying not to look at the waiter. It was the only defense she had against the sheer beauty of him. She was acutely aware of his person, any time he came within twenty paces of her.
[That waiter is a cutie ^_^] Neffydd typed the message to her friend, a water sprite named Babbling Brook, (or 'Babbles' for short,) who was sitting not five paces from her.
[His name is Jedi :)] Came the quick reply. [He's a really good friend of mine. I adore him... You should give him your contact number!]
[How is it that you know EVERYONE??]
Throughout the rest of the night Neffydd worked up the courage to talk to the guy who walked about the place, cleaning and checking on customers, as if he expected to be ignored. Several times she walked by him, hoping to catch his eye and talk to him. When she finally was able to meet his gaze she was too tongue-tied to do anything but give him a faint smile and head up to the bar where she admitted defeat to her friend.
"I'm sure I have something you can write your number on..." Babbles said and began to rummage around in her bag. "That way you can just give him your number, then run away." This seemed like the best plan ever, so Neffydd nodded.
Neffydd's heart was beating so hard that she could barely swallow. The perky sprite fished a blank business card out of her purse and the bar tender just happened to have a pen handy (and a smile, fancy that...). Neffydd's script was sweeping and lilted in that way she had developed to cover the nervous shaking.
As they walked out the door, Jedi placed himself by the exit so he could wish them well-part and Neffydd saw her chance. She strode to the exit, gave the server the best smile she could without looking like a freak and handed him the small paper card with her mobile com number on it. He looked at her in confusion.
"You should call me... or solid message. We can have drinks soon." She smiled again.
"Uh..." The poor guy looked stunned silly. "Yeah...?" She nodded at him and walked away.
As Babbles drove them home, Neffydd realized that she had been so flustered that she had never paid the fracking bill! Her friend turned the vehicle around while Neffydd fought her anxiety over the direction her food was going to travel.
"I can run in and pay, for you." Babbles offered after witnessing the extent of the anxiety. Neffydd agreed that this might be the best plan so her friend took her card and paid the bill. When she returned, the water sprite's bouncy laugh preceded her.
"You know, I got in there and he didn't even know you had skipped out!" It seems Jedi had been just as distracted by her forwardness as Neffydd had...
Neffydd walked through the portal of her new lair in a daze. Had she really just given the hot guy her contact?
Hoo, boy... This should be interesting.
02 December, 2013
Thawing an Icy Heart
The deliciously hot water lapped over Neffydd's head and filled her ears, muffling the music playing from her aether com on the bathing room counter. She was hoping to boil out the horrible feelings that seemed to thrum through her body with each painful heartbeat.
She focused on relaxing every muscle and the tickle of air bubbling through her hair as the water invaded, forcing the lighter gas to escape in every direction. The water creeped its way into he ear canals with a wet hiss and she could hear the music again. She opened her eyes and stared up at the ceiling trying to sort the things that were running through her brain.
She had seen Jedi again, last night after their favorite Sunday outing, but her hibernation cycle had gotten the better of her. While waking in her lover's arms was one of the most wonderful sensations, sleeping through the scant time he could spend with her was crushing.
"I'm gonna have to go soon." Jedi murmured in her ear as soon as he noticed she had reawakened.
"Nooo..." She groaned and clutched to his arm, burying her face in his richly scented skin. The smell of him was comforting and exciting at the same time.
"I have to." He stroked her hair and kissed her head as he pulled her hands from him.
"I know," Neffydd sighed and let her arms fall to her sides. "But I don't have to like it."
Jedi left the room for a moment and returned to put on his coat and hat.
"You know..." She gave him a half smile, still laying where he had left her. "This is becoming a bad habit."
"What?" He asked, his expression a weird mix of smile and grimace. "Me going to my home and my family?" A frigid-hot spike pierced her soul, striking her momentarily breathless. Why couldn't his place be with her?
Jedi didn't seem to note her weakness and she she was able to catch her breath again. She knew he had responsibilities that he didn't neglect... that was one of the things that attracted her to him.
"No," She plastered on a bright smile that she was pretty sure wasn't as bright as it was meant to be. "Leaving wanton women in the middle of the night." She gave up on the smile as a bad job and settled for a pout that was a bit closer to the real emotions trying to beat their way out.
"It's not like you'll be lonely, with all the people here." It almost sounded as if he were trying to convince himself.
"People aren't interchangeable." She frowned up at him. "I can keep company with others, but I still miss you."
He stared at her for a few moments, looking shocked. "I don't know what to say about that."
"Then say nothing." Neffydd shrugged.
"Don't worry," He told her and opened the portal. "I'll see you soon." With that, he was gone.
Neffydd sat up and scrubbed her face in an attempt to force the agonizing ache back. There really was no reason for such emotional shenanigans. He couldn't leave her, because she didn't really have him. They'd only been acquainted for a little over two moon cycles, but every time they were together it was like fitting in that missing piece. Every time he left for his home she missed that piece.
Her face was still in her hands when she heard the portal open. She whipped her head around, mind automatically listing the location of every weapon she could reach in under three ticks.
Jedi grinned at her from the door and lifted a satchel of snack foods.
"Tomoe left this behind." He stepped inside and leaned toward her, discarding the sack. "Any excuse for another kiss..."
She focused on relaxing every muscle and the tickle of air bubbling through her hair as the water invaded, forcing the lighter gas to escape in every direction. The water creeped its way into he ear canals with a wet hiss and she could hear the music again. She opened her eyes and stared up at the ceiling trying to sort the things that were running through her brain.
She had seen Jedi again, last night after their favorite Sunday outing, but her hibernation cycle had gotten the better of her. While waking in her lover's arms was one of the most wonderful sensations, sleeping through the scant time he could spend with her was crushing.
"I'm gonna have to go soon." Jedi murmured in her ear as soon as he noticed she had reawakened.
"Nooo..." She groaned and clutched to his arm, burying her face in his richly scented skin. The smell of him was comforting and exciting at the same time.
"I have to." He stroked her hair and kissed her head as he pulled her hands from him.
"I know," Neffydd sighed and let her arms fall to her sides. "But I don't have to like it."
Jedi left the room for a moment and returned to put on his coat and hat.
"You know..." She gave him a half smile, still laying where he had left her. "This is becoming a bad habit."
"What?" He asked, his expression a weird mix of smile and grimace. "Me going to my home and my family?" A frigid-hot spike pierced her soul, striking her momentarily breathless. Why couldn't his place be with her?
Jedi didn't seem to note her weakness and she she was able to catch her breath again. She knew he had responsibilities that he didn't neglect... that was one of the things that attracted her to him.
"No," She plastered on a bright smile that she was pretty sure wasn't as bright as it was meant to be. "Leaving wanton women in the middle of the night." She gave up on the smile as a bad job and settled for a pout that was a bit closer to the real emotions trying to beat their way out.
"It's not like you'll be lonely, with all the people here." It almost sounded as if he were trying to convince himself.
"People aren't interchangeable." She frowned up at him. "I can keep company with others, but I still miss you."
He stared at her for a few moments, looking shocked. "I don't know what to say about that."
"Then say nothing." Neffydd shrugged.
"Don't worry," He told her and opened the portal. "I'll see you soon." With that, he was gone.
Neffydd sat up and scrubbed her face in an attempt to force the agonizing ache back. There really was no reason for such emotional shenanigans. He couldn't leave her, because she didn't really have him. They'd only been acquainted for a little over two moon cycles, but every time they were together it was like fitting in that missing piece. Every time he left for his home she missed that piece.
Her face was still in her hands when she heard the portal open. She whipped her head around, mind automatically listing the location of every weapon she could reach in under three ticks.
Jedi grinned at her from the door and lifted a satchel of snack foods.
"Tomoe left this behind." He stepped inside and leaned toward her, discarding the sack. "Any excuse for another kiss..."
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)