Change
I often wonder if change is really different or just chaos disguised as it sneaks by us presenting new crossroads and opportunities. This blog is a showcase of the highlights of my last year year in Second Life, spent predominantly with my dear friend Cinder. Cinder has become many things to me over the year, starting from our timid first meeting in a rickety windmill where we both sat, a furtive conversative where we gauged each other and found each other intriguing and well worth the risk. Over the year we became many different things to each other. Cinder has been honored me by wearing my collar, becoming my dearest Doll, she accepted my proposal and became my SL parter and wife on one the most amazing and joyous night in Second Life for me ever. Times change though and as real life pulls more heavily at us , the title and roles becomes meanless and fall away. Left now between us now is that spark, that connection that we felt at the first meeting. A deep ...
