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I'm just back from a week in Istanbul. I hadn't been to this magnificent, complex, confounding city in over a decade, and the changes were striking. I knew that Turkey was moving further away from the secularism of its founder, Ataturk, and closer to becoming an Islamic state, but I wasn't prepared for the reality of seeing so many women in head scarves and occasionally full burkhas.
I was there with a close friend, an architect, and her daughter, a student at Oberlin College, renting an apartment in a nineteenth century building near the Galata Tower. On our first day, visiting the Blue Mosque, we removed our shoes and donned head scarves as we prepared to enter. My friend's daughter was immediately told in a harsh way that she could not go inside. The guard spoke no English, but he pointed at her bare legs below a not-too-short skirt.
She was devastated and moved to tears by this humiliation in front of a crowd of hostile men as only a 19-year-old feminist college student could be. From then on, she was wary.
For my part, I was there not so much to see the sights but rather to observe the women. I am about to embark on a volunteer project where I will serve as a mentor for women in Afghanistan with a group called the Afghan Women's Writing Project [3], helping them tell their often harrowing stories to the world.
I tried to make eye contact and smile at the covered women, especially the younger ones, but few would return my overture. Yet many were laughing and enjoying an outing with their husbands and children. Often the husbands and wives held hands as they strolled the lovely area around Galata Tower in the mild weather of October. I admired how they made their head scarves a fashion statement, part of their overall style.
When I visited a center for Afghan women in Queens [4] last month, I learned that many women like the head scarf; it saves them the trouble of having to wash and style their hair each day. My personal belief is that people should do as they please when it comes to their religious customs, but I have much to learn about the Muslim faith or the role of women in that culture.
Are head scarves always a symbol of male domination and repression of women? I wondered. Are they ever a sign of beauty and reverence?
And is there any similarity between Turkish women and the Afghan women I will soon meet over the internet?
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How different is this than in my own country, the United States? Women are faced with the possibility of losing control over their own reproductive rights because of religious conservatives. And while I was in Istanbul, there were more appalling news stories regarding the issue of pregnancy and rape. Why should men call the shots? I often ask my daughter, a college student. What happened to equal rights?
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 12:24 pm
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Schola wrote:
I'm currently only rereading old books. It's surprising which novels I found only average during the first try that I consider comfort reads today!
I tend to listen over and over to CDs while driving of some of my favorite Nora Roberts and SEP books. Right now, I'm listening to
Match Me If You Can
by SEP.
However, one of the books that I pull out at least once a year to reread is a surprise to me. I enjoyed it on the first read, probably would have given it a B+ or an A- if I'd been a reviewer, but never expected to keep reading it. The book is Sally Tyler Haye's category romance
Magic in a Jelly Jar
. I believe it's a 2000 release. There's just something about it that's very comforting to me.
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Wow! It's surprising how many of the same books are the re-reads/comfort reads for so many of us (great minds think alike!). I have very seldom re-read any book, because I suffer from the huge TBR and always eager to find a new experience in an author/book I haven't read. The few I have re-read were mostly done during my "re-emergence" into romance reading from a decade hiatus. I wanted to see if they still held the same draw. Those being,
Woodiwiss' The Wolf and the Dove
(still loved, but maybe saw more of the plot flaws this time around);
Lindsey's Gentle Rogue
(still giggled most of the way through);
Deveraux's Knight in Shining Armor
(the writing seemed less substantial, but I still like the end-twist); and
McNaught's Whitney My Love
(that one suffered what I call
"The Windflower" syndrome
(I didn't read that until I was older and frankly found it kind of juvenile, but seemed many of those it was a favorite for had originally read it when they were quite young (and more than likely found a place in their hearts); found WML's Clayton too daddy-like (and disciplinarian to Whitney) now and Whitney way too immature! My aging didn't hold up well with the book content.)
Have recently re-read (not from my younger years of romance reading, but read in the last few years)
Quinn's The Duke and I, and Viscount
, and still really enjoyed them (probably more). Now I'm upset with myself that I don't have the next in the series because I loaned it to my sis-in-law until Thanksgiving when I see the family in TX. Rats! Instead I've pulled back out
Garwood's Honor's Splendor
and am excited to re-read it instead! Thinking I also want to re-read
McNaught's Paradise
"Life is Managed, Not Cured" (Phil McGraw)
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I am currently re-reading "The Bronze Horseman."
Ah ...
- ! He is at the top of my list of gorgeous, tormented, flawed, and yet truly heroic heroes.
This second reading of this very long book is opening my eyes to details and themes that I hadn't caught the first time around. It makes for a very rich reading experience...
Oh, me too! I'm not rereading this book right now, but I have read it at least 3 times...and I am not a big rereader (too many non read books in my extensive pile(s)) But you mentioned exactly why I have enjoyed it so much...the story is rich and full of life. Love Alexander too from the moment he spots her on the bench eating ice cream in her most-loved dress. I have, in fact, read the whole series several times. I just think this couple is very real to me.
I'm now reading the second book in the trilogy, "Tatiana and Alexander" -- which will be my first complete reading of it. And I am so completely involved in their lives. I don't know of any other couple in fiction -- romance or otherwise -- that has come as alive to me as Tatiana Metanova and Alexander Barrington/Belov. They breathe.
I understand the third book -- The Summer Garden -- is the most emotional of them all. After all the tears I shed in "The Bronze Horseman," I don't know if I'll be able to take it ... !
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Gosh, well until I discovered AAR (YAY!!) I re-read everything. This was mostly because I didn't want to risk reading a bad book. Most of the books I own I have re-read at least once. Some of my favorite authors I like because I like to comfort re-read them (Lisa Kleypas, Liz Carlyle, Suzanne Brockmann, Christina Dodd, Linda Howard). I have probably read Outlander at least 10 times; the last time I re-read it the book died
Going to have to buy a new copy soon...
OTOH, some authors I really don't like to re-read, but still like as authors. My perfect example of this is Judith McNaught. I think she writes really well, and her books are always poignant, but I never really re-read them b/c they are such an emotional investment. (well, and the Big Mis, Long Sep, TSTL heroine, arrogant alpha, etc.)
I will usually re-read if a new book in a series comes out, or if I start a series in the middle I like to read all the books in order to pick up on things I missed the first time around.
Since discovering AAR I have not re-read a single book!!! And it feels great. I think I was at the point of burning out my faves, and that would have been really sad. Besides, my TBR pile is full of new (to me) authors.
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Posted: Thu Nov 06, 2008 7:10 pm
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OTOH, some authors I really don't like to re-read, but still like as authors. My perfect example of this is Judith McNaught. I think she writes really well, and her books are always poignant, but I never really re-read them b/c they are such an emotional investment. (well, and the Big Mis, Long Sep, TSTL heroine, arrogant alpha, etc.)
totally agree with you there! When I really like a book and don't reread it- sometimes I question myself on whether I really do like the book/author. But really, it's just that it's too much of emotional rollercoaster ride the first time- that once was enough. This sort of how I feel about Wuthering Heights and Jane Eyre.
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Posted: Mon Nov 17, 2008 11:50 pm
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My re-reads include:
Lisa Kleypas Devil in Winter and Dreaming of You
McNaught's Paradise and A Kingdom of Dreams.
Garwood's historical's: The Wedding, The Gift, Ransom, and Secret
Julia Quinn: Bridgerton series.
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Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2008 11:01 am
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The word that keeps coming up for everyone in terms of rereading our favorites is "Comforting". Thats the feeling they do inspire and it is one of the few good addictions, I think. Have you ever had family members say to you - "My God , why are you reading
book again? What about all these new ones waiting for you?"
There are certain series and authors who almost have a hypnotic effect - if I pick up one of their books I'm certain to fall under their spell and begin reading a long, beloved series, once again.
This happens with Julia Quinn's Bridgerton series, Madeline Hunter's medievals ( they are SO good), Lisa Kleypas' Victorian series, Susan Elizabeth Phillips, Liz Carlyle, Laura Kinsale, Mary Balogh and many others.
This happens to me with the mystery/suspense writer James Lee Burke. He has two series - one set in Louisiana, the other in Montana. If I pick up any one book - I am in serious danger of falling into the comfort and excitement of a long but stellar series of books I can't put down. I recently picked up "In The Electric Mist With Confederate Dead" , part of his Dave Robicheaux detective series and I either have to consciously stop myself from reading all my favorites in both series or just give in to the good feelings they inspire. I never become bored with his writing - its quite miraculous. We all have our favorite writers who make us feel like we've come back home each time we pick up their books. Its a wonderful thing!
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I'm going through a re-reading stage right now because currently I have no books in my tbr pile and none I am looking forward to until the end of Dec. So I'm enjoying a revisit with some old favorites.
I've reread Twilight, I absolutely love this book still and it's my 3rd reread. Don't know if I can do the heartache of the break-up in the next one just yet through.
I've also reread Fallen From Grace and loved this one just as much next time around as well. Throw in some Dara Joy to the mix and it's been a fun few weeks of rereads. I miss Dara Joy's silly humor.
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Keke sat atop a dun stallion, listening to the wind whip her banner. The breeze was surprisingly warm, for spring. The noon-day sun shone in a bright blue sky, which was dotted with cottony white clouds, the view was occasionally spoiled by the black wings of carrion slicing the perfection as they wheeled overhead. The pipes played the men into combat, and the distant clash of steel could be made out over their mournful cry.
Camilla didn't understand why they wouldn't at least allow her to be her own Standard-Bearer if they wouldn't allow her in actual combat. It grated on her nerves that the High Counsel thought to command her, and it grated still further that she didn't have the power to openly flout the commands. There was an honor in bearing the standard that couldn't be found sitting her horse and surveying a battle they wouldn't allow her to command. It took bravery to face a charge with nothing but a flag to hand. Bravery they would deny her, honor they would deny her. Would she end a puppet they placed in a cabinet and removed only when they needed a vote? She was sulking, and she didn't care. She hoped the High Counsel got wind of it. She really did.
It was silly to keep her so-called Honor Guard out of combat, as well. She could sense the tension in the men surrounding her. What honor could be found in guarding an individual who must refrain from open combat? None. They were all seasoned warriors full of barely restrained energy, one could ascertain from their faces that they wished to join their comrades in battle. She, herself, wanted to lead the assault, crash into the enemy with her warhorse, hooves slicing as her swords flashed in the sunlight. It would be a beautiful event on such a day. If she should die, it would be a beautiful death, one fitting her station. Instead of staying from battle because her life for her people was supposedly more valuable than her death on the alter of her country. 'Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori' meant nothing to those puffed up bafoons on the High Counsel.
She couldn't restrain the heavy sigh from escaping her lips when considering such thoughts.
Her father's rich chuckle greeted her ears in response. "You are too hot blooded by far, Cam-..." He looked down in shock, as the first arrow pierced through his shining breastplate. When the second shaft bloomed in his throat he fell from his horse onto the nearby riverbank. Camilla fell from her horse more than dismounted, and was at his side in a second. Oh, where was the priest? Why was there not one in the Honor Guard that day?
She knelt in the mud and reeds, gripping his shoulders, leaning forward to stare into his face. "Father? Father! Don't leave me... Don't leave me alone. I'm not ready to face this." His only response was reaching for her face, and gripping her chin to pull her closer to him, before his arm fell limply to his chest. She put a hand to either of his cheeks and stared into his quickly fading sky-blue eyes, she couldn't scream, she couldn't speak, she couldn't even breath.
Looking up, she told the sky, "I need my Daddy." Her voice was a mere whisper, barely audible to her own ears. The circling buzzards seemed to mock her with their throaty caws.
She bowed her head, her hair falling around her face like a veil. Camilla could hear the sounds of combat crashing around her like waves pounding the sheer wall of a cliff. One by one her Honor guard fell to the treachery of betrayal. The men sworn to protect her died around her, and she didn't care, couldn't be bothered to take notice. The sounds dulled until they were a dim thing, distant and unreal. All that was real to her was the thudding of her own heart beating in her ears and the pain of loss ripping through her.
An unseasonable chill permeated the room, but the fireplace lay dormant. The only light was provided by three flickering candles in a heavily gilded candelabrum on the mantelpiece. Darkness clung to the corners of the room and secrets huddled there with it.
A lone girl sat on the edge of a stately four-poster bed, the heavy dark wood making her seem small. Blond hair so pale it was nearly white shone in the dim light, and her unearthly green elven eyes reflected it as a cat's might. The white of her nightdress stood out in the darkened room like a ghost.
Cold winds had swooped down earlier that evening and the stone floors were frigid with it, but her bare feet on the richly embroidered rug implied she was oblivious to the temperature. The weight of mourning rested on her narrow shoulders and she slumped as though it were a physical burden. Tears trailed down both cheeks, and she had long since ceased lifting her hand to wipe them dry.
The silence was unnerving her. It had nearly digressed to the point where she would scream, if only to hear the noise. If only she could summon the energy, or the will... The only sound was that of the steady pitter-patting of rain as it puddled outside the open windows. It echoed inside Camilla's head like a drum, heightening the sheer hysteria she had felt since morning.
"Of course it's raining again, it's springtime in Ireland. Little else can be expected," she said aloud. Talking to oneself was supposed to be the first sign of madness, but she felt anything but sane.
A tentative knock sounded at the door, and she failed to respond. She was not in the mood for company, and she couldn't tolerate listening to more platitudes spouted by well-meaning morons.
"It is no use pretending to sleep, my Lady. I heard you speak," said Daerid, from the other side of the door.
"Damn your eyes," she said without any real heat or harshness, "Come in then."
The door opened silently and a tall elf strode confidently in. Black hair so dark it was nearly blue as a raven's wing fell past his shoulders in soft waves, his eyes gleamed like polished obsidian in the dim light. The darkness of his coloration was rare, and he was beautiful even by elven standards. So beautiful as to be considered nearly feminine by some, though the girls had never complained. His lips were red and soft, and they looked made for just such candlelit moments, but now they were turned down in a harsh frown and worry marred his angelic features.
He stomped forward so determinedly that it seemed he planned to walk right through her, bed and all. Halting abruptly, he stood looming over the girl until the silence stretched thin and awkwardness hung between them. Manners would dictate that she should break the silence, but her desire to preserve the proprieties had vanished hours ago. She was bone weary and tired, but her heart was so heavy that sleep avoided her.
His dark cloak pooled on the floor and brushed against her bare foot. Camilla moved it to avoid contact, as though touching another being might break the spell of her mourning. She had no comfort, and she wanted none. She wanted to be alone with the perfect contemplation of her sadness and remember what it felt like to watch the life leave her father's eyes.
"I-..." He stopped, and swallowed before he began again, "Words cannot express the grief I feel at your father's passing, my Lady. He was a great man, a fine General and a true leader." He whispered, a near reverence entering his voice as his gaze fell upon her. The patch on the breast of his cloak announced he was a Priest of Freyr, but the light in his eyes when they caressed this girl indicated he worshiped more than just his god.
"Thank you, Daerid. Was that all you wanted?" she asked, the sigh evident in her voice. "It is very late, and I fear the morning will dawn earlier than any of us expect."
He lifted a hand and weaved a ward against eaves droppers. No one would be able to listen in, with either magic or more mundane resources.
"There was a slight matter I wished to discuss, actually." He began, but didn't know how to finish.
"And what was so pressing that it could not wait until morning?" She snapped impatiently.
"I had the human followed." He said in a rush, the usual suave man uncertain how to approach informing the young lady of the perfidy he had uncovered.
"The human?" asked Camilla, her frustration mounting. "Which one?"
"Your human." He began to pace the length of the room, one hand on the hilt of his sword. "The Bard. You hired him, I believe."
"Yes... He works for my House, but I do not own him." Camilla crossed her arms and squeezed her eyes shut. The pressure that had been building inside her head was reaching fever pitch. Why had the idiot boy brought this to her at this hour? "He journeyed to Dublin this afternoon to visit his sister, as was his desire."
"He was your..." Daerid paused, he knew no delicate way to ask if the man was her lover. She was barely 18, a child by elven standards. It was scandalous, to say the least.
She stood, her hands balled into small fists, the knuckles straining pale. Color marched up her neck and stained her cheeks, fury twisted her mouth and narrowed her eyes, "If you came here with more of your filthy recriminations, you can just-..."
"My lady, please allow me to finish!" He held up both hands and smoothed the air, as though by doing so he could calm her. "He did not go to his sister's residence, he went to Caisleán Bhaile Átha Cliath or as the humans now call it, Dublin Castle. There he saw the human Viceroy."
All the wind left her in a rush, and she found herself sitting on the floor. Her head felt simultaneously as though it would explode and float away. Nausea roiled in her stomach and bile rose in her throat. "I... He..."
Daerid knelt smoothly on one knee and peered into her face. Her shock was genuine, and he was relieved. He had been concerned for a moment, no longer than that he was certain, that perhaps she had been in on the coup that had lead to her father's death. She was clever, and it never did to underestimate the depths to which one would stoop to gain power, or the allusion of power as the case might be.
"I see you have grasped the situation," Daerid said, his voice held none of the scorn and reproach he felt and he schooled his features to stillness. "Please, my Lady, you must answer my questions honestly if I am to help you through this. As you can well imagine, if the High Counsel put him to trial for treason and your... association... with the human was misinterpreted you could easily see yourself hanging beside him from the Traitor's Tree. Do you have any desire to lengthen your neck?"
Her eyes had been distant and full of remorse, staring blankly at the floor. But at his last words, she looked up at him and they were as frozen and pitiless as a forest pond at the heart of winter. He was suddenly reminded of rumors he had heard about the General's daughter. Stories of assassinations had been passed off as ridiculous, she was little more than a headstrong child... Staring into them, he found himself believing those eyes were capable of whatever they needed to do. Good.
"Does this look suggest that you do not? That is just as well, for I would hate to see the Heir to the Broken Crown dance the gallows. There might well be civil war, if enough Houses sided with you for the sake of your name and your House. The country could fall into anarchy, and then the humans will have won."
"If you mean to blackmail me-..." she began, but the full handed slap Daerid delivered blurred her vision and caused her ears to ring. Spots danced in front of her eyes as she picked herself up from the rug.
"Willful child! Would you listen to me? They. Will. Hang. You. How can you think I mean to betray you when I bring this to you instead of one of your adversaries?" He demanded. Standing, he towered over her, looming in the darkness like some protective spirit. Her eyes filled with tears and they wrung his heart, she had just lost her father to blackest treachery and he hated what he had to do to preserve her life.
Slowly, Camilla got to her feet and pulled dignity around herself. A quiet pride settled around her, one that intimated all the years it had been drilled into her that she was cast in a higher mold than the others of her race, and that they were cast in a higher than all other creatures. Her blood and breeding set her apart from all else, they placed her above it all. With regal dignity, she asked, "What is it you wish to know?"
"Are you in love with him?"
"I believed I was, but now I am not so certain."
"To what end?" He blurted, allowing his incredulity to get the better of him. "Did you mean to make him your King?"
"I don't know! Maybe. What does it matter now?" Her voice was frigid, but pain still resounded through it. "What does any of it matter now?"
"Did you think the elven people would accept a human as their King? How could you, Camilla, how could you? They have invaded us! We were a peaceful people, they brought war to our lands. How can you forget-..."
"Is there some point to this tirade?" She interrupted wearily.
He didn't answer, merely stared at her sullenly. He was silent for so long, with his hand working on the pommel of his sword that she became nervous, which was silly. If he meant to kill her, he surely wouldn't do it in her bedchamber with guards posted at the door. Thunder rang, fracturing the silence and rattling the windows. After several moments of further silence she said, "Where is he now?"
"He is on his way here. At least, I assume this will be his destination."
Lightening flashed outside the window, lighting Camilla's face and making plain her suffering, "On his way... So that's why you are here."
"You needed to know."
"I did." She nodded slowly, her neck still ached from the slap. No one looked right after a slap like that.
"What will you do?"
Before she could answer, a soft tapping sounded on a panel of the wall. He slid into the shadows of a corner as a hidden door creaked open. A human only slightly shorter than Daerid walked out of the secret passage. Still soaked from travel, his dark brown curls were plastered to his forehead and his clothes sculpted to his muscular body. Watching him from so close, Daerid could not help but be puzzled by her attraction to the human as he was clearly inferior to elves in all ways. His voice was pleasant when he spoke, and it was a well known fact that he was a very accomplished singer. Was that what had drawn the princess to this human? His accomplishments with musical instruments? Elven men did not sing except in battle or in mourning, and it was considered effeminate to play any instrument but the pipes. Although her fetish for humans was thoroughly discussed by her peers, he simply could not understand it.
"My princess, you are up. I had thought that you would be..." He trailed off at her expression. "It is late. I had assumed you would be asleep."
"You went to Dublin Castle." She wasted no time with pleasantries, cutting right to the heart of it.
"Then you know."
"Why?" was her only response. Somehow she managed to shove more accusation into the single syllable than any drawn out damning speech could attain. Her eyes, the set of her mouth, they begged for some explanation she could understand. She had to know the reason.
"Why?" He smiled. "The money, of course."
Incredulous horror spread across her face, "You betrayed Ireland, for money?"
"Do not be so melodramatic, my darling. I betrayed no country, only one man. I negotiated your safe passage, and I am certain my payment suffered because of it. Does this not please you?"
"So that is why I was not slain." She turned her back to him and stared at the dead fireplace. The soot made fascinating patterns across the back and the bits of blackened cinder were absolutely captivating. Her mind could not process the overload of information that had been thrown at her that day, and she was very near the brink.
"Well, that, and once put into the mind of the High Lords of the Counsel I work for that you would make a finer puppet than some other candidates... Your life suddenly seemed more precious."
"Did you know that nearly every battle won by my people was planned by my father?" She said numbly. "Without his military genius, Ireland will surely fall. You've done that."
"No, I cannot say that I did know that, though now that I do, it doesn't make a difference." He was still smiling, a dimple flashing in his cheek. Daerid watched in frozen horror from his corner, it was like watching some sick play unfold before him. Should he interrupt? Or should he let her have her say? "My loyalties are for sale, and they were purchased long before we met. Don't look so betrayed, I'm surprised you didn't see this coming."
She said nothing, merely stared forward at the streaking smudges of black in the fireplace. Her back was ramrod straight and she wore the embroidered cotton nightdress as though it were the finest ermine. Her voice was so chilly that frost nearly formed when she said, "Leave. Now."
"And are you certain it was my doing, and not your own?" He asked, the laughter plain in his voice.
Camilla spun on him, fury etching her features. Her two small fists were tightly balled, the knuckles stretching white. Hate shone from her eyes and mouth was an angry rictus.
"You lied to me! You tricked me. You said you loved me... You..." words failed her, her heart was breaking and there were no words to express it. The concept of such a betrayal had never before been thought... That someone could treat her so poorly... Her. It was unfathomable. She could not conceive of it.
He chuckled, "But I didn't have to try very hard, you fell right into my lap like an over ripe apple." His laughter died abruptly when he noticed the dagger in her hand. A second later an amused smile stretched across his face, "Now where did you get that?"
"I believed you." Her voice was thick with tears unshed, "I trusted you. I was willing to throw it all away..."
"If you believe nothing else, my princess, believe this... While work may have brought me here in the first place, it did not bring me back tonight."
"Oh yes, how was it you put it? My life is much more precious once you consider the advantages of having a princess for a puppet." she spat bitterly. Her eyes were hollow and hopeless.
"Perhaps I do love you." He said, smile never wavering. "Just a bit." He held up two fingers to demonstrate how much, "A tiny bit. Now come here silly, but the little poker down and let's discuss this like adults."
"Get out!!!" She screeched, waving both arms wildly, the dagger flying dangerously about. She couldn't stand to look at him, but couldn't look away. Like a small furry animal spellbound by a snake, her eyes locked to his and refused to be drawn away.
"How can you doubt the truth of my words when I say that I love you? Would it not have been more simple to allow your death, or to disappear today instead of returning here? I have risked my life for you, my princess." He took a step nearer to her. "You must believe that I love you."
"Must I?" She lifted the dagger to bar his way. He smiled at her in that mocking way and the memory of her father's eyes as the light in them faded assaulted her, and with an anguished cry she launched herself forward and ran him through. The dagger made hardly any sound as it pierced the leather of his breastplate and then flesh. He clutched at her and shock etched his features. Blood gushed from the wound and over her hand still holding the hilt. He bore her to the ground with him as he fell to his knees and she lifted a hand to his shoulder to steady herself.
The moment stood suspended and still, the rain choosing that instant to cease. Camilla exhaled in a rush when she realized what she had done. She looked over to where Daerid stood, cloaked in shadows, "Help him! You have to help him!"
Daerid, however, remained where he was.
Her horror only grew when she realized he was already dead, his lifeless eyes still staring into hers. When she let go his shoulder and he slumped forward, she was at last forced to release the grip she had on the dagger.
She stared in dismay at the blood on her hands, and her scream seemed ripped from her vary bones. Blood already pooled beneath him where he sagged forward, bowing to his princess like a limp doll. Wiping her hands frantically on the rug she said over and over, "Gods help me, Freyr help me. Gods help me, Freyr help me. Gods help me, Freyr help me. Light, what have I done?"
"Stop." Daerid said, almost gently. "He betrayed you. This is justice."
"Justice." She repeated, hollowly.
"Tell me, my Lady, that his treachery did not call out for blood?"
"You wanted this." She accused.
"It does not pain me to see a human die, I will not lie. But I did not come here seeking your pain, you must trust me." He said fervently.
Another time it might have enraged her that the fool thought to tell her what she must or mustn't do. It was maddening to think of all those who meant to control her. Now, however, all she could do was nod. She did believe him, he wasn't creative enough to come up with this on his own and he was too loyal to her House to conspire.
Daerid could see that she was not yet convinced that it was justice she had dealt. For a moment, he was at a loss. He normally did not enjoy rambling about the trivialities of his life, but perhaps he could make an exception, this once. With a heavy sigh he began, "I was young when the north was lost to the humans. The king thought to stem the flow of blood by surrendering some of our lands to them, and my family's farmhold was part of the territories lost."
If it surprised her to learn Daerid was of simple stock, a farmer's son, she intimated nothing with her body language. Her blank expression gave no indication of her opinion at all, she merely looked attentive, if not interested. Surely this history lesson was no news to her.
"They didn't make us move, not at first. They rented us back our own land, a farm that had been in our family for generations. After a while, they raised the rent, then again, and again, and again. Finally, we were unable to pay. They sent soldiers who burned the barn, and warned us it would be worse if we persisted to fail to pay their rental fee."
He seemed to have caught her interest at last, for she tilted her head to the side and listened closely.
He sighed again, and forgot himself enough to sit on the edge of her bed, he raked a hand through his hair and continued, "The second time they came they held my father and I while they raped my mother, one after another. My father fought so hard they had to knock him out, but I watched until the end. When it was over the commander slit my mother's throat and told us that if they had to return, it would be worse.
"When my father awoke, he left. He did not wait to bury my mother. He didn't return for three days. When he did, he told me that he had killed the human commander who had lead the assault in his sleep."
She was watching him closely, and he shifted uncomfortably. He finished with one word, "Justice."
"I suppose they hung him," she concluded.
"Yes, the soldier's came the following day. Me, they sent to the human orphanage. I was so stricken with grief I followed like a lamb," he said, "That was where he found me. "
"Your father. He was in the region and heard they had hung my father without a trial and kidnapped me. He rode in on a white horse like some knight from a story and took me away, brought me to the Temple of Freyr and took a personal interest in my studies."
Tears filled her eyes anew, "He was a good man."
"The grandest." He agreed, with a slight smile. "He went through the human courts and had the men who hung my father relieved of duty, one of them was even garrisoned."
Camilla actually managed to smile at that, "That sounds like something he would do."
True legal justice, she thought grimly. She glanced at her hands and was shocked to find them still coated with blood. Looking down, she came to realize it speckled her nightgown. The mirror over the fireplace showed there was even a smear on her face and streaking her hair. Frantically she ripped at her nightdress and tugged it over her head with no regard of her audience.
"My lady, what are you..." Daerid began.
"The blood, the blood, the blood! I have to get it off," she screamed. In full blown panic she began to rip at her hair and claw at her face.
"I-... Camilla!" Daerid shouted. "Stop this at once, you will hurt yourself."
If Camilla heard him, she gave no indication. She carried on with her wild dance, having reached her breaking point at last. Finally, he was forced to physically restrain her. Wrapping his arms around her in an ironlike grip he flung her to the bed. There she continued ripping at her hair. At a loss, he laid beside her and held her down. She struggled for a few moments before going completely still.
"You can let go now."
"I didn't hurt you, did I, my Lady?" As emotionally drained as she, he laid beside her and stared up into the darkness.
"Hardly." She rolled onto her side and smiled in such a strange way that he found himself unable to remove his eyes from her lips. "I had never realized before this night now strong you are, my Lord Priest."
"I... Umm..." He began, heat infusing his cheeks. "Please, call me Daerid as you have always done, my Lady. There is no need for... ahem." He broke off as her hand slid across his stomach. "My Lady, I-..."
"Oh, then you must call me Camilla as well, there is no need for such formality." She leaned up on an arm and trailed soft, biting kisses along his jaw.
"Camilla, what are you..."
"Comfort me." Was all she said.
Daerid's hands seemed to have minds of their own as they roamed across her back. Her skin was so soft but still firm, like velvet stretched over steel. He found he could not get enough of it. Somehow, her hand found its way under his shirt and grimy stickiness of her palm reminded him of their circumstances.
"My Lady Camilla, I-..." her kiss interrupted him, and it tasted of the salt from her tears. He placed a hand on either side of her face and pulled her lips from his. "I cannot do this."
"Your body proclaims otherwise, my Lord Priest." She said, her hand dipping down the front of his pants.
Grabbing her wrist, his fingers bit into her soft flesh, "My Lady, there is a corpse not ten feet from here."
Immediately, he wished that he had not had to remind her of it. Her tears felt scoured from his heart as they fell hotly onto his face. "Please... I..."
"Go, just go."
And he did.
After her father's death Camilla's grief knew no bounds. She stayed for the burial; as she heard the first clods of earth fall on his casket, she knew it to be the most final sound she would ever hear. He really is dead. She repeated it over and over in her head, trying to make it sink in, trying to make herself weep. He deserved that much. He had been the greatest man she had ever known and he deserved her tears. But they wouldn't come.
She looked at her sisters across the grave from her, huddled together under a black umbrella. Oh, is it raining? She hadn't noticed. But it was fitting somehow for it to rain at his funeral, as though the skies themselves wept for her father.
Her sisters sniffed and snubbed and dabbed at their tears with dainty lace handkerchiefs. She despised them. They were jealous of her, of course, because her father favored her. And who can blame him for favoring me when they are my competition? She thought. They were such pitiful, weak things, much given to sighs and fluttering lashes.
She forced herself to stay, listen and watch until the grave was completely filled in. Every spoonful of dirt felt dug from her soul, and the dull thud of it slapping against itself as another shovelful landed in the open grave slapped her heart.
Then she set off on foot, packing lightly. It pained her to leave her horse behind, but she didn't want the responsibility of feeding him for a time.
That night, alone in her innroom, she allowed herself to embrace the full essence of her grief. She wept, she raged, she tore at her hair. Sometime just before dawn she lay on her side, in the center of the bed, knees drawn up to her chest. She had at last cried herself out. The sheets and what was left of her clothing was torn to tatters and strips and scattered around her like a wrong minded ticker-tape parade. Sleep and oblivion finally sank it, and with it a sort of peace.


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Under the guidance of Louie Quintana, the Sun Devil distance and mid-distance group has continued to improve and make a name for itself both in the Pac-10 and nationally. Entering his 12th year working with the Arizona State University track & field program, Quintana, the 2006 USTFCCCA National Assistant Coach of the Year for Women's Distance, will continue working only with the men's distance program during 2012 while long-time assistant Ryan Cole continues to head the women's distances.
In his Sun Devil career, Quintana's track athletes have captured five NCAA titles, including Kyle Alcorn's sweep of the indoor 3,000m and outdoor 3,000m steeplechase. In 2008, Olympian Amy Hastings (indoor 5,000m) added his second national title while Victoria Jackson (outdoor 10,000m run) added a crown in 2006. Last season, Mason McHenry pulled the upset at the 2012 NCAA Indoor Track and Field Championships at 800 meters to give Quintana his fifth NCAA Champion student-athlete. His Sun Devils also have collected 10 All-America honors in cross country, including 2009 honoree Brandon Bethke, who finished a program-best seventh place at the 2009 meet. On the track, his runners have collected 32 All-America honors ranging from the 800m run through the 10,000m run.
In 2012, Quintana guided McHenry to an NCAA title in the 800-meter run to give ASU its first ever NCAA Champion at the distance in school history. In addition to his work with McHenry, it was a career year for Nick Happe. Happe set the school record in the indoor mile inrunning in a time of 3:58.78 and earning second team All-America nods last year. He has also posted the third-fastest indoor times in school history in the 3,000 meters (7:55.08) and 5,000 meters (13:54.15) while earning NCAA All-West Region honors in cross country. Brian Pierre set the school record in the indoor 5,000-meter run en route to a 2011 MPSF Championship in the event.
In 2010, Quintana saw a pair of individuals continue to improve and take over leadership of the cross country program as Ben Engelhardt and Lindsay Prescott both earned Second Team All-Pac-10 honors. Engelhardt went on to qualify individually for the NCAA Cross Country Championships where he finished 51st in the nation, an improvement by nearly 150 places from his previous best. Engelhardt then stepped onto the track and smashed the school record in the 5,000m indoor run before running the fifth-best time in school history in the outdoor 10,000m run. The 2011 outdoor track season also produced some history as Darius Terry finished 10th in the 1,500m run at the NCAA Championships, giving ASU its first-ever All-American in the event, the only event ASU had never had an All-American.
On the track in 2010, Quintana had several individuals qualify for the NCAA Preliminary Round meet, including four men in the 5,000m run final with two, Bethke and Zeke Van Patten, advancing to the NCAA Finals in Eugene, Ore. At the Pac-10 Championships, four of his women scored in the Top 8, including the pair of Cherise McNair (sixth) and Kauren Tarver (seventh) in the steeplechase, both after running season-bests. Ali Kielty scored in both the 5,000m and 10,000m events while Kari Hardt added points in the 1,500m run to help the women to a third-place team finish.
During the 2009 track and field season, Bethke made the most of his opportunity to run during the outdoor season and earned All-America honors in the 5,000m run with a fourth-place finish at the NCAA Championships after he posted the fastest time in the nation and also won the Pac-10 title. Prior to that, Mason McHenry earned All-America honors in the 800m run on the indoor surface and posted one of the fastest times in the nation as well.
Along with Bethke's outstanding finish in the men's national race, both teams put together solid seasons as both placed third in the Pac-10 Conference and then qualified for the NCAA Championships where the men took 19th and the women 24th. For the women, the NCAA meet marked their 12th-consecutive appearance, the third-longest active streak in the nation. Individually, Allie Kieffer was the top women's performer as she placed 49th overall, just nine places from earning All-America honors.
Quintana, who has led the Sun Devil women to a pair of trophy finishes at the NCAA Cross Country Championships, including fourth-place showings in both 2005 and 2007, has worked with his fair-share of successful students as his runners also have found success in the classroom. In 2009 alone, 19 different Sun Devils were selected to the Academic All-Pac-10 teams, including four first-team honorees. The conference also tabbed another Sun Devil as the Toyo Tires Pac-10 Scholar-Athlete of the Year, this time honoring Bethke one year after selecting Jenna Kingma. Quintana's student-athletes, in his time in Tempe, have combined to earn 30 USTFCCCA All-Academic honors with Victoria Jackson also being selected as the 2006 USTFCCCA Women's Outdoor Track Scholar-Athlete of the Year. He also has seen four of his athletes earn Academic All-District VIII honors, including Engelhardt in 2009, and one Academic All-America honor in track.
The 2008 cross country season saw his women place 14th at the NCAA Championships after advancing to their 11th-consecutive appearance in the national meet. That streak currently stands as the third-longest in the nation and ranks as the eighth-best all-time. While Hardt was the lone All-American, the women continued to battle with the top teams in the nation while men made strides to gain experience and confidence on a young team.
During the 2008 track season, Quintana's men made the headlines, including the success Alcorn enjoyed individually as well as a member of the distance medley relay. Along with his two national titles, Alcorn anchored the DMR to second place at the NCAA indoor Championships to earn much-needed points toward the eventual team title ASU would secure with freshman Nectaly Barbosa and junior Joey Heller also running well. Outdoors, Alcorn on the Pac-10 title in the steeplechase and became one of only a handful of men to win both the steeplechase and the 5,000m run at the same Pac-10 Championships meet. While Alcorn was an All-American outdoors in the steeplechase, Barbosa joined him as a national honoree as the true-freshman finished 10th overall in the 800m run.
During his competitive career at Villanova University, he captained the Wildcat squad to a pair of Top 10 finishes, placing fourth in 1992 and ninth in 1994 at the NCAA Championships. Individually, he claimed three NCAA Cross Country All-America certificates with finishes of 16th, 14th, and 4th. Quintana also qualified for four indoor and outdoor NCAA Track and Field Championships as well as the 1992 United States Olympic Trials. In 1993, he was named Male Outstanding Performer at the prestigious Penn Relays and, for his efforts, made the cover of the July 1993 issue of Track and Field News. As a competitor, Quintana clocked personal-best times of 1:46.3 (800m), 3:40.37 (1,500m), 7:58.85 (3,000m) and 13:53.62 (5,000m).
In all, Quintana garnered nine All-America awards during his career on the Main Line. He earned his bachelor's degree in History from VU in 1996 and recently completed his Master's degree in Education Curriculum and Instruction with a major in Language and Literacy from ASU. A standout in high school, he was the National Footlocker Cross Country Champion having secured the crown in 1990.
Quintana and his wife, Andi, currently reside in Avondale with their daughter, Ellie, and son, Charlie.


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Check out the video above to see which songs will appear on Gym Class Heroes' new album, The Papercut Chronicles II - out November 15th on Decaydance / Fueled By Ramen. Stop by The Fueled By Ramen Webstore to preorder a copy of it now!
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Check out the brand new Cobra Starship 'Neon Logo' Raglan available now in The Fueled By Ramen Webstore or on HotTopic.com. The Raglan style is a slouchy fit sweater with a wide neck.
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Gym Class Heroes released a new song on iTunes today called 'Life Goes' featuring Oh Land. Listen to it above and click HERE to get the song on iTunes!
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Starting today you can pick up two brand new T-Shirts in The Fueled By Ramen Webstore. The black 'Much Further' design is an exclusive design for Paramore Singles Club members only. You can add the shirt to your cart with the unique code that was emailed to you today. The gray 'Cut And Paste' design is available for everyone starting today.
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The Swellers' Anto Boros who brought you Les Incorruptibles brings you his second full-length movie, Political Punishment. A tale of a mayor's son who gets kidnapped during election time, part two of this film is jam-packed with special effects and stunts so buckle your seatbelt and enjoy the bumpy ride.
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Cub Scout Pack 238 took the initiative this holiday season to help a nonprofit organization by collecting backpacks for students who may need them.
The troop from Center United Methodist Church in Welcome presented Communities in Schools of Lexington/Davidson County with more than 70 bookbags last week that were donated by group members.
"I'm happy and excited because of how many bookbags we got," said member and 10-year-old Jack Knox, who is a fifth-grader at Northwest Elementary School. "We wanted to help kids who were less fortunate. The bookbags were really cool. We were thinking about the kids going to school and not having something new to carry their books in."
Ryan Jones, community resource coordinator with CIS, said the agency was thrilled to receive the donations. She said they will be used by students in the CIS program.
Jones noted that students just don't need items at the beginning of the year. She said bookbags are an ongoing need for students. CIS also provides basic necessities such as clothing, food and school supplies.
"The fact the Cub Scouts decided to help means a lot that they thought about us," she said. "All the backpacks will go into the storeroom. If a child needs them, we'll have them available. The fact the Cub Scout pack thought of us means we're going to be able to help more kids. It takes the burden off students and let them focus on schools."
Every year the troop undertakes a community service project during the holidays, said Amy Adkins, the mother of member Colby Adkins. She said last year they contributed to Fox 8 Gifts From Kids. The boys' families purchased the bookbags.
"All the boys just seem very excited to help kids who are less fortunate than them," she said. "I'm glad to be able to help (the pack). I'm proud of them for realizing there are people who need help. We want them to learn that they can make an impact on our community."
There are 40 first- through fifth-graders with the pack. Jack has been involved since the first grade.
"I like the fact we have a lot of fun," he said. "It gives you something to do during the week. There's a lot of family activities."
Jack is excited for their next community project that is already under way. The group is working on collecting dog food/supplies for the Davidson County Animal Shelter.
"We thought that would be a good idea. A lot of times families forget or don't have money to get food for dogs," Jack said.
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