my Mistress~

[familure{TD}]

it seems to be that time once again...though early, it is utterly heart felt.

in 17 days. it will have been 3 years since You accepted a gift from Your Father of an odd, not always graceful slave. funny how time passes like that ~chuckling softly~

there have many changes over the years, too many to list here...and yet the basic things remain not only the same, but even truer today then they were so many moons ago. You still have the patience of a Saint when dealing with a rather moody, stand offish (sometimes clingy), temperamental, worrying little blonde. perhaps that is the friendship that has flourished behind the screen, the acceptance of two very head strong women for who they are inside....and enough love to say the truth, even when it isn't what either want to hear. ~chuckles~

to think~ it all stared with that random pairing up for a trip into Turia, Your generous indulgence to a slave, even though You had grown tired of the city walls. Your unknown help in acquiring that sliver of amber, that was to Your suprise...a gift to You for Your time and patience with her that day.

though the city is not as magical to her anymore, it will always hold that most cherished of memories...for with in those walls You took on a slave...who was (and still is) something of a handful. now, though You have several in Your steel as well as sharing ownership of the flutterby with her Master...You still find the time to spend...listening...or just simply sharing a comfortable silence.

that day You gave a gift...one that continues to bring joy to this very day...Your steel. thank You seems so inadequate, but they are the only words to be found...

Happy Anniversary my Mistress...

much love~

Your butterfly

[Salem]

Such a rarity, to see a slave like this. Amber is indeed lucky to have you, just as anyone would be.

[Amber]

Three years, that is true that time does fly.  It hasn't felt like three years, that is for sure.

The randomness of life sometimes surprises me.  A moment of time, saddened and feeling more lonely than ever, and all one little blonde ever thought to do, was wheedle and cajole the big scary blonde into the city (where she didn't want to go).  And in an effort to cheer her up, a small sliver of her namesake.  At the time I had given up on ever finding a slave to wear my collar.  I had tried beforehand, and every time they disappeared never to be seen again, or in one unfortunate instance, I had to kill them.  I had seen the way others slaves had treated them, and I wanted someone like that.  To take care of me when no others seemed able to do it.  And that is what you have done, my butterfly.  Though worried most of the time, and endlessly graceful (said with just a slight hint of sarcasm) you can bring a smile to my face in the most sour of moods.  I don't know what I would do without you.

-hugs- Happy Anniversary, gorgeous, I hope to celebrate many many more with you.

Much Love -

your Mistress

[familure{TD}]

once again it seems that work has stolen the day itself~chuckles softly~...however...all day, there was an odd peace through out the chaos, knowing that on that day, three years past, You accepted this one for Your Own.

You are muchly loved my Mistress and it is a sincere hope...that there will be many more memories and odd rambling conversations to come

Yours~

[Amber]

-slips in and cuddles Mine quietly- you are muchly loved, beautiful, even if work steals away our day we have many more so precious to us.

[prism {*RgR*1*}]

I hope you continue to have those treasured days for many many years to come..

You both deserve the happiness that each other brings..

*hugs both and then steals Bubby while you are both feeling warm and mushylike*

*scrams*