A Week in Rural Scotland
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Thank you for joining us here in picturesque Glen Macalie, on the shore of Loch Leven in the Grampian Mountains of Scotland. We welcome you to the campus of the Glen Macalie School for Girls and hope that you will enjoy your stay.
This week will largely be unstructured; you are welcome to investigate the castle (which dates back to 1237 CE) and the nearby village of Glen Macalie. Some resources which will be available to you include:
In the castle:
Comprehensive Library
Modern Kitchens
State of the art Training/Exercise Room
Extensively landscaped grounds and gardens
Horseback Riding
Fishing
Hiking
In the village:
Shopping
Pubs and restaurants
Museum
Historical buildings
Golf
We ask only that you take care to observe the following rules:
1) Please do not leave campus near or after dark.
2) Venturing too far outside after dark, even on campus, is not guaranteed to be safe. You do so at your own risk.
3) There will be occasional evening events. Participation in these events should be considered of minor risk; however, anyone taking part should endeavor to follow all directions to ensure his or her safety.
If you have any questions, please feel free to see Mr. Giles or Ms. Summers.
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Date: 2013-01-22 04:31 am (UTC)Oh, no. You're going to have to try a lot harder than that.
*reaches for her shirt*
~Kate
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Date: 2013-01-22 04:42 am (UTC)I'll have you know the ladies of the eighth grade ate that stuff up.
*pulls her back down*
How about this?
Love is a journey through waters and stars,
through suffocating air, sharp tempests of grain:
Love is a war of lightning,
and two bodies ruined by a single sweetness.
Kiss by kiss I cover your tiny infinity,
your margins, your rivers, your diminutive villages,
and a genital fire, transformed by delight
-Rick
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Date: 2013-01-22 04:57 am (UTC)slips through the narrow channels of blood
to precipitate a nocturnal carnation,
to be, and be nothing but light in the dark.
*slides her bra off her arms and drops it on top of her shirt*
Was that so difficult?
*rises up to shed her pants*
~Kate
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Date: 2013-01-22 05:01 am (UTC)*grins*
And a poet said, "Speak to us of Beauty."
Where shall you seek beauty, and how shall you find her unless she herself be your way and your guide?
Be my guide, Kate.
-Rick
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Date: 2013-01-22 05:04 am (UTC)Off.
*slides her underwear down*
All these things have you said of beauty.
Yet in truth you spoke not of her but of needs unsatisfied,
And beauty is not a need but an ecstasy.
It is not a mouth thirsting nor an empty hand stretched forth,
But rather a heart enflamed and a soul enchanted.
*trails fingers up his chest, across his cheek, smiling gently*
~Kate
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Date: 2013-01-22 05:05 am (UTC)*waits and watches her*
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I:
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry
-Rick
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Date: 2013-01-22 05:09 am (UTC)Tell me no more of minds embracing minds
And hearts exchang'd for hearts;
*reaches for his hands, letting him help her to her knees above him*
That spirits spirits meet, as winds do winds,
And mix their subt'lest parts;
*reaches down to take him in her hand*
That two unbodied essences may kiss,
And then like Angels, twist and feel one Bliss.
*sinks down on top of him, taking him inside*
*whispers*
Oh... Castle...
~Kate