Wow, this is going to hit me very, very hard. One time, back in the day, my sweet Princess Sam put on the CD of her favourite film, threw her arms around my neck, gazed deep into my eyes and sang My Heart Will Go On specially for me. Just for me. For those few minutes, nothing else existed. Just Sam and me. Every word was just for us and us alone. Several years later, I made reference to it at her funeral when I stood up in front of everyone and read out my tribute - not a eulogy, they're for dead people - and led into a final playing of the song that meant everything to me. Now I can't stand to hear it; far too many memories.
I don't think I want to post it here, if it's all the same.
I don't think I want to post it here, if it's all the same.
At the age of five, Skagra decided emphatically that God did not exist. This revelation tends to make most people in the universe who have it react in one of two ways - with relief or with despair. Only Skagra responded to it by thinking, 'Wait a second. That means there's a situation vacant.'
