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 05:28 am (UTC)*reaches for his hands, needing that extra connection*
Oh, God... Rick... that's perfect... so good...
~Kate
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Date: 2013-01-22 05:30 am (UTC)You are so beautiful right now, Kate. Let me see you come apart.
-Rick
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Date: 2013-01-22 05:33 am (UTC)Love you... love... Rick... oh, God...
*arches, crying out*
~Kate
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Date: 2013-01-22 05:36 am (UTC)*caresses her*
*pushes into her one last time*
God I love you.
*breathes heavily*
-Rick
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Date: 2013-01-22 05:37 am (UTC)*whispers*
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, --- I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! --- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
~Kate
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Date: 2013-01-22 05:40 am (UTC)*pouts*
So unfair.
-Rick
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Date: 2013-01-22 05:44 am (UTC)There's a difference.
*is silent for a long moment, then finally takes a deep breath to explain*
When I... that summer. At my dad's. He and my mom had a little library out there, so I used to grab a book and drag my sorry carcass out toward the lake to sit and read in the sun, because he kept complaining about how pale I was. One afternoon I grabbed without looking and it was a Complete Works of Poe volume. And when I read "Annabel Lee"...
*pauses, takes a shuddering breath*
She leaves him. She loves him so much, and he loves her, but she leaves him, and then she dies, and he can't ever get over her. And all I could see was your face, hear your voice begging me not to die and telling me that you loved me. And... and it hurt. A lot. I ended up having a panic attack and throwing the book into the lake.
*long pause*
My dad was pretty pissed about the book.
~Kate
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Date: 2013-01-22 05:48 am (UTC)*hugs her close*
But I will have to brush up on my poetry. It's been too long since I've had to remember any of it.
*laughs*
-Rick
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Date: 2013-01-22 05:50 am (UTC)No, none of your middle school tricks.
*leans up to kiss him*
You can borrow my poetry books any time you want.
*sits up, reaching for her shirt*
But for now, let's go back inside - I'm starting to itch. Next time we do this, let's think ahead and bring a blanket.
~Kate
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Date: 2013-01-22 02:09 pm (UTC)*grins*
Let's go to our room and hope the water heater isn't acting up, you can have a nice long shower.
-Rick