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“Henrietta?”
She froze under the full force of the Captain’s piercing eyes. She was to choose first. Would she acquiesce to his request or deny him the one thing he had asked of her in the past ten years? Here was her protector and benefactor of the last decade, asking her to help kill him and she was at a loss as to what to do. The nurse in her was screaming that of course she could not commit such atrocity, but her heart wondered how she could possibly not help the Captain. But it was not as simple as assisting him in his quest for death, for he was also asking her to willingly give away a part of her soul, not just to save him, but to save the whole world.
She searched her mind and found the dark corner where resided the memories of the night of horrors, exactly ten years ago. Until this day, they had never once spoken of what they had seen during the Great War. The Captain had defended her then, but had not been able to keep a fragment of evil from settling within her. Now she had found out that the horror had not only tainted her, but had extended its curse to her beloved husband. She had thought that she would raise a family with Jack and grow old by his side. Instead, he had died far too young, many years ago, and the sorrow for him never seemed to leave her heart. The Captain had offered her a chance not just to save him, but to rid herself of the taint of evil she had carried for the past decade, if only she was brave enough to accept the challenge.
In her indecision, she turned almost unconsciously to Frank. The silent, intelligent man had been her rock through this terrible day. She realised with sudden clarity that she had grown to trust him more than she trusted the Captain. The civil engineer was the natural leader of their group and yet he often deferred to her, respecting both her opinions and her instincts. She knew he was fond of her and she liked him in return. Perhaps the mutual fondness might eventually grow to love, if they were to survive tonight. She had never really thought of sharing her life with anyone other than Jack, but Frank made her question her chosen solitude.
As their eyes met, she saw Frank look at her with strange gravity. It was almost as if he knew something she did not yet fathom. They searched one another’s eyes for what might have been seconds or minutes but eventually he slowly inclined his head.
Henrietta turned back to the Captain and she was surprised that her voice did not tremble as she spoke.
“Yes.”
~~~~~
“Henrietta?”
Frank watched her freeze under the Captain’s gaze. A shiver ran through her, so imperceptible that he suspected that none but he noticed. He had studied her, committing each emotion and facial expression not just to the pages of his precious sketchbook but also to memory. He liked to think that he knew her better than anyone within their small social group, even better than Georgina, who was her best friend and housemate.
His feelings for Henrietta had crept upon him, until one day he had woken up and realised that he was in love with her. There were many things about her that had caught his attention over the years that they had known each other. She always tried to find something positive about each situation and loved helping people whenever she could. That made her an excellent nurse but more importantly it made her a fundamentally good person. She was strong, stronger than any woman he knew, and not afraid to stand up to anyone who dismissed her as a weak-willed female. But most importantly, she understood. She had been there ten years previously, had lived through the same horrors as he had. Although they never spoke about it, the damage was sometimes visible in her eyes, and they both seemed to draw comfort from the silent presence of the other. Henrietta understood him and his past in a way that his beautiful Judith never had. Frank felt a stab of grief at the thought of his wife. She had lived long enough to see their son being born, cold and lifeless, before succumbing to the call of death. He had grieved for his lost family for a long time, just as Henrietta had mourned her deceased husband, but perhaps enough time had now passed that they might both deserve a second chance of happiness together.
As Henrietta turned to look at him, her indecision clear in her eyes, he felt an unexpected jolt of pleasure. She wanted his opinion, his help in choosing what to do. He knew that Henrietta, like the others, considered him the leader of their group, but that she would defer to him with such a monumental decision thrilled him more than he cared to admit. But acknowledging the circumstances sobered his mood. He suspected that Henrietta did not yet realise that they were unlikely to survive the night, even if the ritual to kill the Captain was successful. And so he had to weigh the wish to save the woman he loved against saving the whole world. His heart ached at the unfairness of life as he felt his chance of a future with Henrietta slip away. But as much as it pained him, the Great War had taught him that the sacrifices of the few brave individuals could affect the course of history.
He steeled his resolve, but not before he made himself a promise he intended to keep no matter what. I must tell her how I feel, that I love her, while I still can. Then all that remained for him to do was to nod his head and condemn her to death.
Her voice was clear and steady as she spoke her answer and Frank felt is his heart break into tiny pieces.
“Yes.”
~~~~~~
Portraits of Henrietta Allison and Frank Bryce. I know they are human, but I wanted to post them here nevertheless. I played Henrietta in a one-off Call of Cthulhu scenario last Sunday and for some reason completely fell in love with her. Frank and Henrietta flirted with each other through the game, in 1920s style, but they died before they got beyond Frank confessing his feelings for her and Henrietta blushing a lot. I miss her, hence I had to draw them and also write the above snippet from the adventure. I don't usually get quite so emotionally attached to characters that quickly, but there was something special about the game and Henrietta. It was also the best one-off adventure I've ever played, I think.
Art by me.
She froze under the full force of the Captain’s piercing eyes. She was to choose first. Would she acquiesce to his request or deny him the one thing he had asked of her in the past ten years? Here was her protector and benefactor of the last decade, asking her to help kill him and she was at a loss as to what to do. The nurse in her was screaming that of course she could not commit such atrocity, but her heart wondered how she could possibly not help the Captain. But it was not as simple as assisting him in his quest for death, for he was also asking her to willingly give away a part of her soul, not just to save him, but to save the whole world.
She searched her mind and found the dark corner where resided the memories of the night of horrors, exactly ten years ago. Until this day, they had never once spoken of what they had seen during the Great War. The Captain had defended her then, but had not been able to keep a fragment of evil from settling within her. Now she had found out that the horror had not only tainted her, but had extended its curse to her beloved husband. She had thought that she would raise a family with Jack and grow old by his side. Instead, he had died far too young, many years ago, and the sorrow for him never seemed to leave her heart. The Captain had offered her a chance not just to save him, but to rid herself of the taint of evil she had carried for the past decade, if only she was brave enough to accept the challenge.
In her indecision, she turned almost unconsciously to Frank. The silent, intelligent man had been her rock through this terrible day. She realised with sudden clarity that she had grown to trust him more than she trusted the Captain. The civil engineer was the natural leader of their group and yet he often deferred to her, respecting both her opinions and her instincts. She knew he was fond of her and she liked him in return. Perhaps the mutual fondness might eventually grow to love, if they were to survive tonight. She had never really thought of sharing her life with anyone other than Jack, but Frank made her question her chosen solitude.
As their eyes met, she saw Frank look at her with strange gravity. It was almost as if he knew something she did not yet fathom. They searched one another’s eyes for what might have been seconds or minutes but eventually he slowly inclined his head.
Henrietta turned back to the Captain and she was surprised that her voice did not tremble as she spoke.
“Yes.”
~~~~~
“Henrietta?”
Frank watched her freeze under the Captain’s gaze. A shiver ran through her, so imperceptible that he suspected that none but he noticed. He had studied her, committing each emotion and facial expression not just to the pages of his precious sketchbook but also to memory. He liked to think that he knew her better than anyone within their small social group, even better than Georgina, who was her best friend and housemate.
His feelings for Henrietta had crept upon him, until one day he had woken up and realised that he was in love with her. There were many things about her that had caught his attention over the years that they had known each other. She always tried to find something positive about each situation and loved helping people whenever she could. That made her an excellent nurse but more importantly it made her a fundamentally good person. She was strong, stronger than any woman he knew, and not afraid to stand up to anyone who dismissed her as a weak-willed female. But most importantly, she understood. She had been there ten years previously, had lived through the same horrors as he had. Although they never spoke about it, the damage was sometimes visible in her eyes, and they both seemed to draw comfort from the silent presence of the other. Henrietta understood him and his past in a way that his beautiful Judith never had. Frank felt a stab of grief at the thought of his wife. She had lived long enough to see their son being born, cold and lifeless, before succumbing to the call of death. He had grieved for his lost family for a long time, just as Henrietta had mourned her deceased husband, but perhaps enough time had now passed that they might both deserve a second chance of happiness together.
As Henrietta turned to look at him, her indecision clear in her eyes, he felt an unexpected jolt of pleasure. She wanted his opinion, his help in choosing what to do. He knew that Henrietta, like the others, considered him the leader of their group, but that she would defer to him with such a monumental decision thrilled him more than he cared to admit. But acknowledging the circumstances sobered his mood. He suspected that Henrietta did not yet realise that they were unlikely to survive the night, even if the ritual to kill the Captain was successful. And so he had to weigh the wish to save the woman he loved against saving the whole world. His heart ached at the unfairness of life as he felt his chance of a future with Henrietta slip away. But as much as it pained him, the Great War had taught him that the sacrifices of the few brave individuals could affect the course of history.
He steeled his resolve, but not before he made himself a promise he intended to keep no matter what. I must tell her how I feel, that I love her, while I still can. Then all that remained for him to do was to nod his head and condemn her to death.
Her voice was clear and steady as she spoke her answer and Frank felt is his heart break into tiny pieces.
“Yes.”
~~~~~~
Portraits of Henrietta Allison and Frank Bryce. I know they are human, but I wanted to post them here nevertheless. I played Henrietta in a one-off Call of Cthulhu scenario last Sunday and for some reason completely fell in love with her. Frank and Henrietta flirted with each other through the game, in 1920s style, but they died before they got beyond Frank confessing his feelings for her and Henrietta blushing a lot. I miss her, hence I had to draw them and also write the above snippet from the adventure. I don't usually get quite so emotionally attached to characters that quickly, but there was something special about the game and Henrietta. It was also the best one-off adventure I've ever played, I think.
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She was such good fun to play (and write/draw)! It was really a great shame that they all died, I think Henrietta would have enjoyed flirting with Frank over a cup of tea. ^_^
In Finland at the moment and having fab time, despite a bad flare up that has made the past two days rather miserable. Onwards and upwards, I'm still planning on cycling 30km on Thursday and going hiking on Friday!
In Finland at the moment and having fab time, despite a bad flare up that has made the past two days rather miserable. Onwards and upwards, I'm still planning on cycling 30km on Thursday and going hiking on Friday!
A real shame indeed. Very interesting people. Is there anything else you could tell us about them?
Oh boy, now you reminded me of my own sport inactivity >:) 30 km is a decent distance. I hope you have loads of fun and do be careful.
Hiking? Mountain hiking? I love the mountains. Went on a couple of hikes last month. Nothing beats the sensation of reaching the peak and watching that beautiful sunrise.
Oh boy, now you reminded me of my own sport inactivity >:) 30 km is a decent distance. I hope you have loads of fun and do be careful.
Hiking? Mountain hiking? I love the mountains. Went on a couple of hikes last month. Nothing beats the sensation of reaching the peak and watching that beautiful sunrise.
I have a whole character sheet full of information about her, but unfortunately it's back in England. She was a good woman, although perhaps sometimes keen to act before thinking (such as a time when she rushed towards gun fire because she saw a friend get shot and Frank had to pull her back so she wouldn't get shot too). Frank was very protective of her, which she rather enjoyed, because he achieved it without making her feel weak or less able to do stuff. I was lucky to have been playing the adventure with some great roleplayers who really knew how to get into the characters. I've never laughed so much during a Cthulhu adventure!
Not mountain hiking I'm afraid, but rather some temperate coniferous forests and marsh lands. We are going lingonberry picking and hunting mushrooms, as well as checking out this year's cranberry prospects. There should be some great scenery but I doubt we'll stay long enough to see the sunset. Then it's back home for sauna and pizzas! I could get used to this holiday life... The 30k on the bike turned out to be more like 25k, as my mum's bike is awful and completely killed my wrists. It made me really appreciate my own bike, although I've decided to buy myself a proper road bike as a Christmas/birthday present. I've also done a ton of writing, which has been great!
How are you doing? Are you exams all finished?
Not mountain hiking I'm afraid, but rather some temperate coniferous forests and marsh lands. We are going lingonberry picking and hunting mushrooms, as well as checking out this year's cranberry prospects. There should be some great scenery but I doubt we'll stay long enough to see the sunset. Then it's back home for sauna and pizzas! I could get used to this holiday life... The 30k on the bike turned out to be more like 25k, as my mum's bike is awful and completely killed my wrists. It made me really appreciate my own bike, although I've decided to buy myself a proper road bike as a Christmas/birthday present. I've also done a ton of writing, which has been great!
How are you doing? Are you exams all finished?
Ahhh, now I'm even more interested in these chraracters :) When you're back in England and if you have a spare moment, would you consider telling me more about Heniretta and Frank?
Nature hike is perfectly fine too. One thing I found about humans - we are built for walking. Maintaining the same tempo, enables you to walk the whole day if you want, without risking an injury. A friend's sister is on a holiday in Finland right now. Forgot to ask him where she is, but he says that she's having a wonderful time :) Ah yes, the mushroom season is beginning. Happy picking :)
Well, look at it this way: 25 km is much better than nothing, eh. The seating and handlebar must really fit you alright, otherwise you get a sore b**, back and hands. I personally prefer walking and horse riding over biking. You know, I really wish we had a sauna here at our home. I've only been in sauna a couple of times, but it felt really wonderful.
Not too good and not too bad. Still very depressed. The number of exams remains the same (5). I'm beginning to think that number 5 is a cursed number for me XD. Nevertheless, my next exam battle is to take place on 17th of September. This time, however, I hope I'll be successful. Got to keep my hopes up :)
Nature hike is perfectly fine too. One thing I found about humans - we are built for walking. Maintaining the same tempo, enables you to walk the whole day if you want, without risking an injury. A friend's sister is on a holiday in Finland right now. Forgot to ask him where she is, but he says that she's having a wonderful time :) Ah yes, the mushroom season is beginning. Happy picking :)
Well, look at it this way: 25 km is much better than nothing, eh. The seating and handlebar must really fit you alright, otherwise you get a sore b**, back and hands. I personally prefer walking and horse riding over biking. You know, I really wish we had a sauna here at our home. I've only been in sauna a couple of times, but it felt really wonderful.
Not too good and not too bad. Still very depressed. The number of exams remains the same (5). I'm beginning to think that number 5 is a cursed number for me XD. Nevertheless, my next exam battle is to take place on 17th of September. This time, however, I hope I'll be successful. Got to keep my hopes up :)
Sure, I'll tell you what I remember of their story. ^_^
We ended up not doing that much hiking, but we did pick 25 litres of lingonberries. My back is a tad sore now, after that. O_o The main down side of spending time in the autumnal forests in southern Finland are the deer flies (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lipoptena_cervi). They freak the hell out of me and I actually screamed when I pulled the first one out of my neck. I wore a net hat after that and found no more of them in my hair, much to my relief. They are super creepy, particularly as they are almost impossible to kill. We didn't find any mushrooms either, but the type of forest we were in was far too dry for the stuff we were after. Still, a lot of lingonberries, and I also ate a ton of blueberries, so all good.
25km is definitely better than nothing. I'm just used to doing about 80km a week, so it doesn't feel like that much. Probably why I've suffered no after effects from the bike ride, although my wrists were really sore at the time. And yes, sauna is amazing. It just melts all the tension from my muscles and it's great for my pains as well. I wish I had a sauna in England, it would be glorious to dive straight in the sauna after a 20 mile bike ride.
Finland is a great country. I've found so much peace here during my visit. Although, I think my mum has some plans of her own, since she's stopped saying 'if you move to Finland' and moved on to 'when you move to Finland'. Now that my husband and I are no longer together, she thinks it's a perfect time for me to move back home. Perhaps she's right.
I'm sorry to hear about your depression. I don't really know what to say to make you feel a little better, but I suppose the thing with depression is that very few things can do that. Still, I have my fingers (and toes, the perks of being hypermobile) crossed that your next exam goes well! :D
We ended up not doing that much hiking, but we did pick 25 litres of lingonberries. My back is a tad sore now, after that. O_o The main down side of spending time in the autumnal forests in southern Finland are the deer flies (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lipoptena_cervi). They freak the hell out of me and I actually screamed when I pulled the first one out of my neck. I wore a net hat after that and found no more of them in my hair, much to my relief. They are super creepy, particularly as they are almost impossible to kill. We didn't find any mushrooms either, but the type of forest we were in was far too dry for the stuff we were after. Still, a lot of lingonberries, and I also ate a ton of blueberries, so all good.
25km is definitely better than nothing. I'm just used to doing about 80km a week, so it doesn't feel like that much. Probably why I've suffered no after effects from the bike ride, although my wrists were really sore at the time. And yes, sauna is amazing. It just melts all the tension from my muscles and it's great for my pains as well. I wish I had a sauna in England, it would be glorious to dive straight in the sauna after a 20 mile bike ride.
Finland is a great country. I've found so much peace here during my visit. Although, I think my mum has some plans of her own, since she's stopped saying 'if you move to Finland' and moved on to 'when you move to Finland'. Now that my husband and I are no longer together, she thinks it's a perfect time for me to move back home. Perhaps she's right.
I'm sorry to hear about your depression. I don't really know what to say to make you feel a little better, but I suppose the thing with depression is that very few things can do that. Still, I have my fingers (and toes, the perks of being hypermobile) crossed that your next exam goes well! :D
Great, thank you :)
That's marvelous :D On with the feast :) Do not worry about the mushrooms. The mushroom season is only beginning. There is plenty time for mushroom picking.
I hate parasite bugs. We have http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tabanus_bovinus. It bites humans too. Their bite is very itchy and sometimes the area gets swollen. They annoy the hell out of me. Same goes for the mosquitoes.
Marvelous. What kind of roads do you use for cycling? Straight and level terrains or hilly ones? That's it, sauna has the same effect on me, not to mention that it calms me down.
Judging from the pictures I've seen, I completely believe your statement. Lots of beautiful terrain for horse riding. I'm sorry for always dragging horses into it, but when I see a green, peaceful place, I can't stop imagining riding over that land :)
Don't rush into things, take your time to think them over. When you feel you're ready, you can make a choice.
Cerih, don't trouble yourself over it. There's nothing to say. We all have problem. That's how it is. Thank you for your best wishes and for keeping your fingers crossed :)
That's marvelous :D On with the feast :) Do not worry about the mushrooms. The mushroom season is only beginning. There is plenty time for mushroom picking.
I hate parasite bugs. We have http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tabanus_bovinus. It bites humans too. Their bite is very itchy and sometimes the area gets swollen. They annoy the hell out of me. Same goes for the mosquitoes.
Marvelous. What kind of roads do you use for cycling? Straight and level terrains or hilly ones? That's it, sauna has the same effect on me, not to mention that it calms me down.
Judging from the pictures I've seen, I completely believe your statement. Lots of beautiful terrain for horse riding. I'm sorry for always dragging horses into it, but when I see a green, peaceful place, I can't stop imagining riding over that land :)
Don't rush into things, take your time to think them over. When you feel you're ready, you can make a choice.
Cerih, don't trouble yourself over it. There's nothing to say. We all have problem. That's how it is. Thank you for your best wishes and for keeping your fingers crossed :)
Well, I managed to tick the mushroom picking box this morning during our dog walk. I found a ton of mum's favourite mushrooms, so she's pretty pleased at the moment. The weird thing is, I love picking mushrooms but hate to eat them. I suppose it's just because it's lovely to meander through quite woods, idly looking for the right kind of mushrooms. I find the woods here very calming.
We get those bugs here too! And mosquitos, but although they are annoying, they don't freak me out like the deer flies do.
My 20 mile weekend route back in England is all small country roads and really, really hilly. Some of the steeper hills kill me every time and I've only recently developed sufficient muscle strenght to be able to cycle all the way up, rather than having to get off the bike and walk. On the plus side, where you have lots of up hills, you tend to have pretty cool down hill bits too! I love cycling partly because it's so good for me, but partly because it's the only time I ever get to go really fast.
It's totally cool that you think about things in terms of horse riding terrain. I do too and I haven't been able to ride for years now. Seeing horses here always makes me a little sad. But I do wonder whether in a few years, if my rehabilitation works as well as it has so far, I might be able to try horse riding again. I don't know, will have to see. I guess hope is always a good thing. *sad smile*
I have no intention of rushing into anything. And in any case, I'm tied to my current house's rental contract for another nine months or so, which will give me plenty of time to think about my options. It's just hard, because there are reasons for staying in England and reasons for returning to Finland. Likewise I have people in both places who want me to choose their country. I can't ever please everyone no matter how much I'd like to. But I have currently some unfinished business still in England, so I'm not going anywhere until that's been sorted, one way or another.
We get those bugs here too! And mosquitos, but although they are annoying, they don't freak me out like the deer flies do.
My 20 mile weekend route back in England is all small country roads and really, really hilly. Some of the steeper hills kill me every time and I've only recently developed sufficient muscle strenght to be able to cycle all the way up, rather than having to get off the bike and walk. On the plus side, where you have lots of up hills, you tend to have pretty cool down hill bits too! I love cycling partly because it's so good for me, but partly because it's the only time I ever get to go really fast.
It's totally cool that you think about things in terms of horse riding terrain. I do too and I haven't been able to ride for years now. Seeing horses here always makes me a little sad. But I do wonder whether in a few years, if my rehabilitation works as well as it has so far, I might be able to try horse riding again. I don't know, will have to see. I guess hope is always a good thing. *sad smile*
I have no intention of rushing into anything. And in any case, I'm tied to my current house's rental contract for another nine months or so, which will give me plenty of time to think about my options. It's just hard, because there are reasons for staying in England and reasons for returning to Finland. Likewise I have people in both places who want me to choose their country. I can't ever please everyone no matter how much I'd like to. But I have currently some unfinished business still in England, so I'm not going anywhere until that's been sorted, one way or another.
Hahaha, same here. I like picking them, but don't like eating them too much :D I always enjoy a stroll through the forest alone. Well, I have my revolver with me, just in case a bear shows up and decides to have a go at me.
These kind of bugs are just annoying to me.
Keep going at it, don't stop now that you've endured the toughest part. Oh yes, it helps greatly if you're enjoying it. Hehehe, downhill is always fun thing to do: going fast and well...its much, much easier than going uphill :)
That would be so wonderful :D I truly hope that rehabilitation is 1000 % successful.
Well, when the time is right, you'll be able to make a choice. I can understand that a parent wants his/her child to be nearby. I wish I could give you a more constructive advice, but I'm a complete novice when it comes to these kind of things.
By the way, how goes the work on your Mistria story?
These kind of bugs are just annoying to me.
Keep going at it, don't stop now that you've endured the toughest part. Oh yes, it helps greatly if you're enjoying it. Hehehe, downhill is always fun thing to do: going fast and well...its much, much easier than going uphill :)
That would be so wonderful :D I truly hope that rehabilitation is 1000 % successful.
Well, when the time is right, you'll be able to make a choice. I can understand that a parent wants his/her child to be nearby. I wish I could give you a more constructive advice, but I'm a complete novice when it comes to these kind of things.
By the way, how goes the work on your Mistria story?
Fortunately in Southern Finland we don't get many bears, so I don't have to worry about that when out in the forest. Do you have a lot of bears and other big predators there?
I'm back in England now and decidedly cranky about it. It's been raining every day and today was the first time I didn't get rained on during cycling and/or dog walking. I'm bored of being soggy and cold all the time. *grumbles* It's also weird being back at work and having a hectic pace with all my hobbies, after a tenday in Finland just relaxing and enjoying the quiet of the woods.
Unfortunately my body is far too damaged to ever be fully rehabilitated, but I'll take whatever I can get.
At the moment all my efforts are directed towards writing a Torchwood story. It was supposed to be a quick, maybe 10k words thing, but it's already 31k words and I'm only about half way through it. Worrying. So all my other writing projects are on hold, since planning and writing this story is consuming all my inspiration and attention. Slightly inconvenient, but I do like what I'm writing and it's the longest story I've ever done, so can't complain too much.
I'm back in England now and decidedly cranky about it. It's been raining every day and today was the first time I didn't get rained on during cycling and/or dog walking. I'm bored of being soggy and cold all the time. *grumbles* It's also weird being back at work and having a hectic pace with all my hobbies, after a tenday in Finland just relaxing and enjoying the quiet of the woods.
Unfortunately my body is far too damaged to ever be fully rehabilitated, but I'll take whatever I can get.
At the moment all my efforts are directed towards writing a Torchwood story. It was supposed to be a quick, maybe 10k words thing, but it's already 31k words and I'm only about half way through it. Worrying. So all my other writing projects are on hold, since planning and writing this story is consuming all my inspiration and attention. Slightly inconvenient, but I do like what I'm writing and it's the longest story I've ever done, so can't complain too much.
Nothing wrong with bears, its us humans that are to be blamed. Two attacks happened in two day this week. The forest is flooded with mushroom pickers, so bears have a hard time finding a hiding place. Mostly the bears won't attack (they can smell you from the distance) and run away from you. A different story is if you come between a mother bear and her cub.
Where I live, there are a couple of bears blundering around the forest, though I have yet to see one. This year, people also reported seeing a wolf. The lynx (in the 1970s it was considered to be extincted her in Slovenia) was also seen. The encounters where humans get attacked are really, really rare. Even so, I don't like taking chances. I've got just one life and its against my principles to bet it wildly.
No matter how much a person likes the new county, his/her heart will always think of the place where he/she was born and grew up to be a true home. Oh man, I hate rain. Rainy days are so gloomy and boring. Hehehe, yes, the vacation usually does that to a person. Its always annoying to start working again after a wonderful vacation.
You're my hero. You have such a sound and strong mind and a way to think positively. If full rehabilitation is not possible, then I truly hope that it is successful to that extent where there will be no more pain.
You seem to be writing quite a lot. Have you ever considered writing a novel or something and selling it?
Where I live, there are a couple of bears blundering around the forest, though I have yet to see one. This year, people also reported seeing a wolf. The lynx (in the 1970s it was considered to be extincted her in Slovenia) was also seen. The encounters where humans get attacked are really, really rare. Even so, I don't like taking chances. I've got just one life and its against my principles to bet it wildly.
No matter how much a person likes the new county, his/her heart will always think of the place where he/she was born and grew up to be a true home. Oh man, I hate rain. Rainy days are so gloomy and boring. Hehehe, yes, the vacation usually does that to a person. Its always annoying to start working again after a wonderful vacation.
You're my hero. You have such a sound and strong mind and a way to think positively. If full rehabilitation is not possible, then I truly hope that it is successful to that extent where there will be no more pain.
You seem to be writing quite a lot. Have you ever considered writing a novel or something and selling it?
I agree, it's best to avoid predators as much as possible, for both your and the animal's sake. The biggest thing I ever saw in Finnish forest was an elk. We backed away quietly, as they can be pretty scary if they feel like it. Fortunately that one didn't. I'm intrigued by the notion that you carry a gun, though. It's never occurred to me to be armed in the woods, although as I said we don't get many bears in southern Finland.
I've got back into my usual routines now, although I'm still very tired. It's my own fault, though, since I've pushed myself too hard since I got back from Finland. I should be more careful with the amount of exercise I do, but I hate my conditions holding me back. Unfortunately, stubborness never wins against incurable diseases. I have a sneaking suspicion that I'm headed for an almighty flare up, I'm not sure I will take evasive action. As much as I like being independent, perhaps at times I do need someone to tell me when to stop.
I've never been anyone's hero before. I don't think I'd be very good at it. It's interesting that you think I'm positive, since I'm generally known as both cynical and pessimistic. But when it comes to my illnesses, I've found that the best way to deal with them is just to be pragmatic.
To be without pain, such an unusual concept. I honestly don't remember what it feels like to not be in pain. Which is just as well, I suppose, since it's hard to miss something you've forgotten. I wonder if I'll get there some day?
I am writing a lot, at the moment. Seems separating from my husband has opened the flood gates and suddenly my head is full of words and stories and conversations, all demanding to be told. I do have a book project that I've started working on with my best friend. It's partly about him: http://cerih.deviantart.com/art/Lig.....52808&qo=6 and is basically the story of the redemption of a fallen paladin and the rise of another. Whether it ever gets far enough that we might be able to publish it, I doubt it, but it's an interesting project anyway. But I kind of see my current fanfiction writing as almost practise for perhaps one day writing original fiction. Who knows. *smiles*
Tell me, why are men complicated?
I've got back into my usual routines now, although I'm still very tired. It's my own fault, though, since I've pushed myself too hard since I got back from Finland. I should be more careful with the amount of exercise I do, but I hate my conditions holding me back. Unfortunately, stubborness never wins against incurable diseases. I have a sneaking suspicion that I'm headed for an almighty flare up, I'm not sure I will take evasive action. As much as I like being independent, perhaps at times I do need someone to tell me when to stop.
I've never been anyone's hero before. I don't think I'd be very good at it. It's interesting that you think I'm positive, since I'm generally known as both cynical and pessimistic. But when it comes to my illnesses, I've found that the best way to deal with them is just to be pragmatic.
To be without pain, such an unusual concept. I honestly don't remember what it feels like to not be in pain. Which is just as well, I suppose, since it's hard to miss something you've forgotten. I wonder if I'll get there some day?
I am writing a lot, at the moment. Seems separating from my husband has opened the flood gates and suddenly my head is full of words and stories and conversations, all demanding to be told. I do have a book project that I've started working on with my best friend. It's partly about him: http://cerih.deviantart.com/art/Lig.....52808&qo=6 and is basically the story of the redemption of a fallen paladin and the rise of another. Whether it ever gets far enough that we might be able to publish it, I doubt it, but it's an interesting project anyway. But I kind of see my current fanfiction writing as almost practise for perhaps one day writing original fiction. Who knows. *smiles*
Tell me, why are men complicated?
That's the the best thing to do. As for the gun, I only carry it when I go to deep woods, where people usually don't venture very often. Its also not very often that I venture to deep woods, alone. There's a forest, 20 meters from where I live and I never carry a gun when I go into these woods because I know them well and a lot of people walk through it. Besides *speaks much more quietly*, I'm not allowed to carry a gun. Oh I own it legally and I'm in a sports club, but I am not allowed to carry it outside the shooting arena. That is the law. On top of that, the procedure to get a gun is quite complicated (gun handling course with weapon theory, practical exam, theoretical exam, verbal defense of theoretical exam, first aid course, psychiatric evaluation, permission paper to buy the gun, permission paper to buy ammunition) here in Slovenia and that is how it should remain. Also, the gun I own is a black powder Colt Army 1860 replica revolver (http://www.saguaromike.com/sklep/ga.....kal-44_596.jpg), so it wouldn't be very efficient against a bear. What I hope it would do is scare the bear away because it makes quite a loud bang. All in all, I hope I will never have to use it.
Then slow down a bit, take a brake. Whatever you do, don't burn yourself out, because you'll never be the same again (I did that and now my health is shattered, mentally and physically).
Hehe, cynical and pessimistic. So am I. I still stand for what I said earlier. You're very strong person and in spite of you saying that you're pessimistic, you're actually a very positive person. You have an eye for details, and you're great with words (a good example of this is the part of Henrietta and the Captain's story you wrote here). The way you described her thoughts is so well done.
Same here. I'd like to go back in time, when I was still healthy, and punch myself in the face repeatedly and tell myself to slow down and take care of my health. Health is so important, yet we don't realize that until we are sick.
Keep going at it and if you do write a book that will be available in bookstores, I will buy it.
Hahaha I could ask the same question about the ladies :) Its just our nature I guess. It is also a well known fact that a human is the most complex being on this world.
Then slow down a bit, take a brake. Whatever you do, don't burn yourself out, because you'll never be the same again (I did that and now my health is shattered, mentally and physically).
Hehe, cynical and pessimistic. So am I. I still stand for what I said earlier. You're very strong person and in spite of you saying that you're pessimistic, you're actually a very positive person. You have an eye for details, and you're great with words (a good example of this is the part of Henrietta and the Captain's story you wrote here). The way you described her thoughts is so well done.
Same here. I'd like to go back in time, when I was still healthy, and punch myself in the face repeatedly and tell myself to slow down and take care of my health. Health is so important, yet we don't realize that until we are sick.
Keep going at it and if you do write a book that will be available in bookstores, I will buy it.
Hahaha I could ask the same question about the ladies :) Its just our nature I guess. It is also a well known fact that a human is the most complex being on this world.
I agree that it's a good thing that it's so difficult to get a gun there. They are thinking about tightening the gun laws in Finland at the moment, which is a really good thing in my opinion. People in Finland don't own many handguns I don't think but there are a lot of rifles in people's houses, since we are historically a nation of hunters. My uncle was a sniper with the Finnish army and he taught me how to shoot when I was 11 or 12. He also taught me how to use a competition bow, which was awesome.
The gun in the picture looks nice. :)
I'm not very good at slowing down, I'm afraid. My only concession to how tired I was today was that I did a shorter bike ride and worked on speed rather than distance. 12.5 miles in an hour is pretty good going for me. I was also testing some new cycling gear I bought from Finland and I'm surprised how much more comfortable I was. I wish I had more time and energy to be out on the bike.
My best friend said something similar to me a while ago and I pointed out to him that unrelenting agony galvanises any metal into steel. Life has not been always easy during the last 10 years, but I've grown stronger and stronger as a result. The down side is that I'm now fiercely independent and don't always know/want to ask for help, even if I need it.
Well, they do say that you never know what you have until it's gone. It applies to health as well as many other things. But my rehabilitation is a proof that what's lost may not be gone forever.
Hehe, good to know that at least one person would buy my book!
Have you ever watched Doctor Who or Torchwood?
Women are completely illogical. My best friends come to me for advice about their girlfriends, because apparently I'm brutally logical, but I'm not sure I understand women any better than they do. But men still give me more of a head ache than women do.
The gun in the picture looks nice. :)
I'm not very good at slowing down, I'm afraid. My only concession to how tired I was today was that I did a shorter bike ride and worked on speed rather than distance. 12.5 miles in an hour is pretty good going for me. I was also testing some new cycling gear I bought from Finland and I'm surprised how much more comfortable I was. I wish I had more time and energy to be out on the bike.
My best friend said something similar to me a while ago and I pointed out to him that unrelenting agony galvanises any metal into steel. Life has not been always easy during the last 10 years, but I've grown stronger and stronger as a result. The down side is that I'm now fiercely independent and don't always know/want to ask for help, even if I need it.
Well, they do say that you never know what you have until it's gone. It applies to health as well as many other things. But my rehabilitation is a proof that what's lost may not be gone forever.
Hehe, good to know that at least one person would buy my book!
Have you ever watched Doctor Who or Torchwood?
Women are completely illogical. My best friends come to me for advice about their girlfriends, because apparently I'm brutally logical, but I'm not sure I understand women any better than they do. But men still give me more of a head ache than women do.
I really enjoy shooting guns. The frustration when trying to hit the center of the target and the joy when I do. Although this is where the positive and fun side of guns end for me. I don't really like the fact that they were invented for killing. I agree with you. The gun law here in Slovenia is the only law I agree with 100% and fully support. Really? That's awesome. Better not get on your bad side, seeing as you know how to handle weapons >:) Bows are awesome. A friend of mine has a military bow. It requires quite a lot of strength to pull the bowstring on that thing.
Thanks. Its really fun to shoot it. Being a black powder gun, it creates quite a lot of smoke :)
Even so, please be careful. Mental straining is just as hazardous as physical one. I was wondering about something. How much snow do you get in England in winter?
Yes, that's true. Nothing wrong with being independent. As for the help, just ask for it if you need it.
You know, I would really like to believe that last statement of yours. I truly hope its true.
Why not. I saw what your writing is like and I like it.
No, never. To tell you the truth, the last TV series I watched was Allo Allo, way back in 2008. I've been more on documentary series for the past five years. A lot of those documentaries were about astronomy and astrophysics (both being a hobby of mine). What are Doctor Who and Torchwood about?
Both men and women have their pros and cons I guess. I also think that the only person you can truly understand (mostly at least) is yourself. I think that's the beauty of it all. You can never tell what's truly going on in someone's mind :)
Thanks. Its really fun to shoot it. Being a black powder gun, it creates quite a lot of smoke :)
Even so, please be careful. Mental straining is just as hazardous as physical one. I was wondering about something. How much snow do you get in England in winter?
Yes, that's true. Nothing wrong with being independent. As for the help, just ask for it if you need it.
You know, I would really like to believe that last statement of yours. I truly hope its true.
Why not. I saw what your writing is like and I like it.
No, never. To tell you the truth, the last TV series I watched was Allo Allo, way back in 2008. I've been more on documentary series for the past five years. A lot of those documentaries were about astronomy and astrophysics (both being a hobby of mine). What are Doctor Who and Torchwood about?
Both men and women have their pros and cons I guess. I also think that the only person you can truly understand (mostly at least) is yourself. I think that's the beauty of it all. You can never tell what's truly going on in someone's mind :)
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