“I want to die while you love me, While yet you hold me fair, While laughter lies upon my lips, And lights are in my hair.” - Georgia Douglas Johnson

Och, mi bonnie Claire, iffin only we had more time, but, time is our enemy, it won't be long I'll wake you, I'll kiss yer sweet lips for the last time and send ye through the stones ne'er tae see ye ( Read more... )

I donnae know any mon tha' wants tae die. I donnae know any mon who wants tae leave behind family and friends, ne'er knowin' iffin they'll e'er see them agin, but, tis wha' we did in those days leadin' up tae Culloden ( Read more... )

All I can think of is the blood, twas everywhere, soakin' our clothes, mattin' our hair to our heads. Ye'd fight 'til ye couldn't see, then wipe the blood from yer eyes and start agin. If the blood twas bad when ye stood, twas far worse when ye fell. There were sae many dead on Culloden Moor tha' it pooled in puddles ye see. Ye'd lay in it, ( Read more... )

I thought I knew e'ery kind of sorrow, from mi brother Willie's death as a boy, tae tha' of mi Mum and Da. I endured the knowin' of the abuse of mi sister when I wasna strong enough tae fight tha' English off of her, and I've known the sorrow of the death of mi own bairn, before she had barely taken breath. Maybe I'm bein' selfish, but, none of ( Read more... )

Tis a question I hae asked mi'self, too often of late it seems. Why bring Claire intae mi life only tae take her away agin? Why tempt me wi' the hopes of knowin' the joys of bein' a Da, nay once, but twice? Wasna it enough tha' you stole the first from us before she could know life, but then tae take the next and Claire wi' her wi'out me e'en ( Read more... )

"Mac Dubn, your turn now, iffin ye could hae any wish, wha' would it be?" Jamie Fraser considered the man's question carefully from his corner of the damp cell at Ardsmuir. There were so many things he missed, some, like time alone with Claire were too personal to share. What else might he wish for? Maybe to see the bairn that she had carried ( Read more... )

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It isna easy tae think of times nae here, tae think of the life I will ne'er likely know. I donnae think I'll live tae see twenty years in mi future, truth be told, I donnae think I'll live tae see another ten ( Read more... )

If you could read my mind right now… Talk about a conversation when what you said was not what you were thinking.

Claire...I want ye tae go ( Read more... )

Mi faith sustains me. I think of all tha' has been taken from us, of all who hae been lost, of all those years when I was forced tae hide mi'self away wi' only God himself for company. I canna think of how I would hae survived all tha' has been asked of me had it not been for mi faith ( Read more... )