The Ring and the Bridle Chp. 12

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Eddie accidentally incurs the wrath of a kelpie when she save her older brother from drowning. Instead of finding help from the local magic community however she instead finds herself “being pulled three different ways”. By the old woman and her jinn who may have ulterior motives, the eternally young Scot with a guilty conscience, and most of all by the local enchanter who offers her a golden bridle to enslave her foe.

The choice however is hers alone.

 

 

Eddie drew Matthew towards the bath tub where a black horse stood. He was told this was Dougal and he accepted it. He didn’t question why four people could fit upon the back of a horse that could stand comfortably in a bath tub. He ignored Hala Nejem announcing she had just released a jinn through their front window.

He gave himself overly entirely to the throbbing madness around him.

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The Ring and the Bridle Chp. 11

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[Image description: A black and white book cover entitled “The Ring and the Bridle”.  The cover has a border of Celtic knots. The title is surrounded by filigree. Below the title is a silhouette of a horse rearing.]

Eddie accidentally incurs the wrath of a kelpie when she save her older brother from drowning. Instead of finding help from the local magic community however she instead finds herself “being pulled three different ways”. By the old woman and her jinn who may have ulterior motives, the eternally young Scot with a guilty conscience, and most of all by the local enchanter who offers her a golden bridle to enslave her foe.

The choice however is hers alone.

 

Naoise offered his hand, palm up and open. In this place there were only genuine gestures of regret and sorrow. They only became corporeal through the acknowledgement others felt this pain. Eddie raised her hand and hesitated. She drew it in as she struggled against her fear and distress. At last however the hand spread open like a fish opening its fragile fins and it swam over to his. His fingers dove beneath hers. His cold fingertips brushed her flushed palm as his hand dipped to cradle her trembling fingers. He felt the pulse in her wrist and encircled that vivid beat of life.

For a second he dared to dream beneath these dark and oppressive waves that even now they would rise from these depths. That he could save her from drowning, and that she still loved him. That even the anchor that lay gored at their feet could be overcome.

Chapter Eleven at:

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Analysis of Me Before You: Chp. 3

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Chapter Three is mercifully short. I wonder why it and Chapter Two were not just merged together but I guess it’s important every chapter end with Lou’s family having dinner together. Chapter Four is fairly long however with a lot to unpack so it will take me longer to tackle that one.

If you’re new please consult my intro and you can look at this tag for earlier installments.

Chapter Three begins with Mrs. Traynor leading Lou to the annex Will now lives in. Having everything on one floor would be more convenient for a quadriplegic as Mrs. Traynor claims but I wonder if being excluded from family meals and other minutia of family life just worsens Will’s mental health. (Later on we see Mrs. Traynor’s difficulty with being around her son as he now is.)

And we finally get to meet Will in this chapter. He’s as charming as you’d expect. When we meet him his nurse Nathan is just finishing dressing him. To secure Lou’s affections Will begins to imitate Big Foot’s lustful growls.

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Disclaimer:

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After a recent conversation I realize I never have posted about my stance regarding mental health care. As in, what my stance is regarding treatment of hallucinations and delusions and other mental states.

I am honestly of the opinion everyone needs to decide for themselves if they wish to seek treatment, but that must also be a responsible decision.

Though the industrial complex is embedded with ableism and capitalism; it is not without its merits. I don’t post my experiences in the attempt, nor belief, that treatment is unnecessary or should never be sought. I post them simply to normalize their existence and show they can be discussed rationally. It is meant to be a counter-point to the idea that all people who have hallucinations and delusions are only murderers/violent or are tragic and pitiable figures. That we are without goals, families, careers, lives.

But it is not a strike against medication nor therapy; nor the idea these are not only helpful but sometimes necessary

Let me use an example from my own life.

[tw: suicide]

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