Session Start: Sun May 02 01:40:29 2004
Session Ident: #Slave_Traders_Inn

Topic en #Slave_Traders_Inn:In loving Memory Of Fyree; Friend, Slaver and Trainer, a great Gorean.

<Da^id> Goreans, Non-Goreans, Friends of Fyree, all those who came here to say a last farewell to our beloved Fyree....

* R-Flagg stands
<R-Flagg> It is hard to sum-up the years I spent online with fyree so that I might share them now.
<R-Flagg> You all know how wonderful she is, and you each have your own reasons for feeling that way.
<R-Flagg> To Me, she is something pretty special.
<R-Flagg> By her own admission, she is a dangerous combination being Taurus, Sicilian and "Tuchuk"
* R-Flagg smiles
<R-Flagg> As My friend, she was a powerful intellect, a caring shoulder and a humorous jester.
<R-Flagg> As My slave, she was passionate female, a submissive soul and a loyal student.
<R-Flagg> As My Free Companion, she was a quick-witted ally, a knowledgeable consort and a formidable partner.
<R-Flagg> And I have no idea when, if ever, she stopped being one to be another.
<R-Flagg> Still, those are just her good points.
* R-Flagg smiles
<R-Flagg> Being Sicilian, she has a temper, and although I rarely feel emotion, I pity anyone who gets on the wrong side of it.
<R-Flagg> (After all, I know well what it is like to be there.)
* R-Flagg smiles
<R-Flagg> I suppose in this way, she taught Me empathy for those less fortunate, or at least, those against whom she directs her ire.
<R-Flagg> Being female, she has a long memory, and while she often could find the divinity within her to forgive another’s wrong, I doubt she could ever really bring herself to forget anything.
<R-Flagg> Being "Tuchuk", there is nothing but spirit in her.
<R-Flagg> Every day I knew her I could see that.
<R-Flagg> Her online persona was obviously someone active and full of life, but anyone who thinks it was just "role-play" or some kind of game never really knew her.
<R-Flagg> Her character here was a mirror of her inner spirit.
<R-Flagg> I do not think I knew a day when she was not in some kind of pain.
<R-Flagg> When I first got to know her, I came to realize that she was living on borrowed time.
<R-Flagg> Years before we met, she was told that she would not live much longer,
<R-Flagg> and yet she squeezed more than a decade out of the few months she was given,
<R-Flagg> and I am glad she did, or I might never have known her.
<R-Flagg> I knew the room would be full, but I am still very pleased, and not a little amazed.
<R-Flagg> I hoped that at this time, I might find something inspirational to say that would convey how someone with so many friends could only be pleased with the life she had lived.
<R-Flagg> I found:
<R-Flagg> "In death a hero, as in life a friend." -- Alexander Pope
<R-Flagg> I believe that heroes are those who inspire us to be better.
<R-Flagg> There is no doubt in My mind that Fyree did that every day.
<R-Flagg> With everything that she was, or is, or will be, she is still My girl . . . and I am already missing her.
* R-Flagg returns to His fur and sits.

<Dan`iore> Tal and greetings everyone...
<Dan`iore> I knew Fyree touched a lot of people, but to see so many here, warms my heart...
<Dan`iore> I could sit here and talk about Fyree for hours but others have something to say about her and we’ve all been asked to keep it short. So I’ll try. Fyree was my friend. That’s a pretty simple statement. She was a lot of people’s friend. It was easy to call her friend. She was always helping people, making them feel better, and helping them to have fun here. But, I’ll tell you I won’t miss her.
<Dan`iore> She helped me in my beginning. Way back in my beginning, I came here broken and sad, life in shambles, marriage falling apart, and the only thing that made sense to me was a new principle and ideal that had been shown me called Gor.
<Dan`iore> This thing about honor, duty and loyalty made sense in my mixed up world. But I didn’t know much about it. I had just started coming online regularly and I met this slave, this was fyree, R-Flagg’s girl.
<Dan`iore> We got to talking and would spend hours together. Hot, passionate nights, and cool, breezy days. Hours and hours we sat at our keyboards getting to know each other. She made me comfortable on Gor, she made me laugh, and she made me feel whole again. She introduced me to others and helped me become part of the community.
<Dan`iore> Fyree had a charm about her. She could tell you where you did wrong and you would thank her. Her humor was sharp, sometimes I think sharper then the quiva she taught me to throw. Her honesty and candor striking, striking harder then the bola she threw.
<Dan`iore> Her love was real, as real as the sun and moon above. Everything she did, she did with respect and dignity. She fought for the truth and heaven help the doer of wrong, if he or she was lucky they MIGHT have an ear left when she was done with them.
<Dan`iore> Somewhere along the way, Fyree became Pat and she introduced me to her home, her husband Dave and her puppy. She brought me into her life a bit. We shared pictures, ideas and dreams. When I had my surgery, even though she was sick, she made sure I was ok. Then I got married again and she was thrilled for me, she was proud of how far I had come.
<Dan`iore> Fyree had a fire in her, a passion. She loved people, she loved Gor and she loved sharing and caring for everyone she came in contact with. She’d be upset with us for the tears we shed. I know rather she would want us to have a big party for her, and perhaps we should. But more so, we all need to become a little bit like Fyree.
<Dan`iore> We need to care for each other, have a little compassion, a little understanding, and share with each other a little more. We need to step back and realize we don’t have any serum to keep us near immortal. We don’t have the time we think we do. We need to take the time we have and make good use of it. She did.
<Dan`iore> Yes, Fyree taught me a lot of things about Gor, but she taught me something more that I’ll never forget. Fyree taught me to be happy with who I was, to be proud of where I came from and where I was going, she taught me that to be a man meant that I had to be true to myself and respect others as I wished to be.
<Dan`iore> Yes, Fyree did all this and more. Fyree was my friend, a confidant, beautiful, vibrant, colorful person, yes, she was all this, and for that, I know I’ll never miss her. Fyree was my friend and she will always be with me. And if she’s always with me, I never need miss her. Pat, I thank you for everything, I love you, and I know you will always be in my heart.
<Dan`iore> To those that didn't know her, I extend MY condolences as well. She that we will miss, you will never have the opportunity of knowing and that is the greater loss.
* Dan`iore smiles and sits back down..

* ah`lana{Ty} smiles softly thru her tears, lifting from the furs abit and looking to those gathered
<ah`lana{Ty}> this girl loved Mistress, She was lana's first trainer... and always, always laughed with her... am hoping that these <ah`lana{Ty}> {æ{© Her familiar ways of saying "hello" ©}æ}
<ah`lana{Ty}> * Fyree toddles in..Tal Free
<ah`lana{Ty}> <Fyree> greetings nadu nuggets
<ah`lana{Ty}> {æ{© You know what they say about Tuchuks ©}æ}
<ah`lana{Ty}> * Fyree curls blood colored lips into a smile seeing Atheas
<ah`lana{Ty}> * Atheas winks at Fyree
<ah`lana{Ty}> * Fyree *chuckles*
<ah`lana{Ty}> <Fyree> now, Atheas..Id hate to kiss you and spoil you
<ah`lana{Ty}> <Atheas> I'm already spoiled so you can't hurt anything
<ah`lana{Ty}> <Fyree> oh..you know what they say, Atheas...
<ah`lana{Ty}> <Fyree> once you go Tuchuk, you dont go back.

* Sennot rises
* Sennot looks at Da^id Randall and Daniore
<@Sennot> then at ah`lana
<@Sennot> well
<@Sennot> they said what I was going to say
<@Sennot> so I will take just a little time and share a thought with you
<@Sennot> Fyree was a bridge builder and a trainer
<@Sennot> she was a developer of Goreans be they free or slave
<@Sennot> Fyree could play and entertain with the lightest of hearts
<@Sennot> she could console and comfort from the midst of her own pain
<@Sennot> she was in short a real Gorean a real Tuchock and a real Human being
* Sennot smiles
<@Sennot> those of us who feel her to night
<@Sennot> those of us who felt her touch
<@Sennot> I challenge us to meet the new Goreans as she met us
<@Sennot> open Warm and challenging them to rise to that largeness of human spirit
<@Sennot> that nobility of soul that defined Fyree..
<@Sennot> l;et our lives be her legacy
* Sennot smiles and catches the eye of each and every person
<@Sennot> I thank you for your patient endurance

* Nyxmyst smiles to Da^id
<Nyxmyst> Ive spent two days obsessing about what I should say. What would be appropriate. Ive spent years not caring whats appropriate, I dont suppose starting now of all nights would make any sense. Ive had five people ask if Id dance. If Id honor what we used to be before times changed, before betrayl, before heartbreak.
<Nyxmyst> For those that do not know, we were heart sisters once upon a midnight dreary. We ran a training room, we laughed together, we cried together, and we shared our lives. I will always hold her within my heart. I will always remember every night we stayed awake working, every secret we shared and every moment we spent just being us.
<Nyxmyst> Dancing, for us, was a way to share ourselves and after thinking long and hard I dont think Id manage without a complete breakdown. Instead Ive come up with something slightly different, but from the heart.
* Nyxmyst rises in utter silence, dark locks billowing softly against alabaster flesh, a wraith's movements gliding her through the full room to rest lightly upon her knees before R-Flagg, silken robes billowing softly to her motions before resting against her.
* Nyxmyst lights a stick of sandlewood incense and places it before her, her voice soft as she quotes Katha Upanishad.
* R-Flagg smiles
<Nyxmyst> "In heaven there is no fear at all. Thou, O Death, art not there, nor in that place does the thought of growing old make one tremble. There, free from hunger and from thirst, and far from the reach of sorrow, all rejoice and are glad."
<Nyxmyst> Grief is a selfish process. Very simply, I loved her. I knew the pain she was in but I ache to have her with me once more. Life without hearing her laugh, or hearing her scream when the dog peed on her couch, is a little darker. Atleast I know that in another life we will meet again.
* Nyxmyst hugs R-Flagg tightly before curling back against her furs.

* Iron`Bear rises and nods slowly to Da^id in thanks.
* Iron`Bear looks to this assembly this evening and begins to speak.
<Iron`Bear> There has already been said an exuberant amount of things this evening about Fyree. Each one of them wonderful and each one having honorable merit.
<Iron`Bear> I seriously doubt that I could say anything differently that has not already been said, or say they way we all feel about her passing, and the bond that we had with such a fine woman.
* Iron`Bear forms a hint of a smile on his face
<Iron`Bear> But I will certainly give it a valiant try.
<Iron`Bear> I would like to thank Nyxmyst from providing us with such a wonderful quote from Katha Upanishad because it ties in very well to what I was going to say this evening.
<Iron`Bear> This evening I feel that we are gathered here to not mourn the death of a friend, a loved one, a companion, but to celebrate the life of someone that is very special to all of us in some way or another and what a wonderful and heartfelt life it was.
<Iron`Bear> From the days of her very beginnings to the this time when the mountains called her name for the last time she was loved and befriended by a truly vast amount of people.
<Iron`Bear> As the some 56 people here this evening alone shows.
<Iron`Bear> I like to think of her as a shining light now in the sky, and I know that it can be firmly said that this shining light will never fade.
<Iron`Bear> We will remember her as a quick witted and fiery spirit , her name and remembrance will now go on in our memories, and what wonderful memories they are indeed.
<Iron`Bear> Furthermore, what a glorious thought that the sun will never set on her memories, because her bonds with her friends have encircled the globe.
<Iron`Bear> My memories of her I will always cherish, the laughter and the sorrow, the joy and the pain. Fyree was one of the few people that could teach by the slightest word, and her very presence empowered you to always strive to be better.
<Iron`Bear> I will always remember the long conversations, from music to weight load architecture, and I will always remember everything that I ever learned from her.
<Iron`Bear> I have seen where people said that they will burn a candle for her, and I think that is an amazing form of remembrance.
<Iron`Bear> But when you stop to really think about it, there already is a fire burning and fire in your heart right now that I am sure you can feel at this very moment.
* Iron`Bear touches his chest with a closed fist
<Iron`Bear> Fyree you are remembered and we give thanks for having such a chance.
<Iron`Bear> The mountains have called your name, and they will continue to whisper it upon the clouds for a gods age. Because those that remember you will always cherish in their hearts what you mean to them no and forever. Thank you.
* Iron`Bear sits quietly once again.

* Kat chuckles as she wipes her eyes
<Kat> As I tried to think of all the things I wanted to say about my friend Pat, words for once failed me. So, I went to another old friend, someone I have taken comfort from many times and he had the right words. Which I will share with all of you.
<Kat> On Death -- by Kahil Gibran
<Kat> Then Almitra spoke, saying, "We would ask now of Death."
<Kat> And he said:
<Kat> You would know the secret of death.
<Kat> But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life?
<Kat> The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery of light.
<Kat> If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life.
<Kat> For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.
<Kat> In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond;
<Kat> And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring.
<Kat> Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.
<Kat> Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honour.
<Kat> Is the shepherd not joyful beneath his trembling, that he shall wear the mark of the king?
<Kat> Yet is he not more mindful of his trembling?
<Kat> For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?
<Kat> And what is to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?
<Kat> Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.
<Kat> And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb.
<Kat> And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.
<Kat> Fyree, you have reached the top of the mountain. Now you can dance freely to the music of eternity. Until we meet again my Friend.

<{liesje}M> Friends are the blood of life
<{liesje}M> The support in times of trouble
<{liesje}M> The crutch when you need one
<{liesje}M> A shoulder to cry on when necessary
<{liesje}M> Always there with a comforting word
<{liesje}M> Someone to praise when things go well
<{liesje}M> To celebrate with you
<{liesje}M> To even give a harsh word
<{liesje}M> To be a mentor one minute
<{liesje}M> and guide you the next
<{liesje}M> To teach and to mold
<{liesje}M> that is what MIstress Fyree was to us
<{liesje}M> She will live on in the hearts
<{liesje}M> of everyone that loved Her
<{liesje}M> liesje will truly miss Her
<{liesje}M> She was a teacher, Mistress and Friend
<{liesje}M> and liesje was her nadu nugget
<{liesje}M> May you rest in peace.
<{liesje}M> liesje is going to dance, for that is what Mistress Fyree loved was dance, liesje is going to do the impossible, to dance in 6 post, that is what she was told to make it in, hope she was able to express it all.
* {liesje}M Gazing up to the Moons, deep blue eyes show a sadness and a maturity; reflecting a growth that quiets and softens fires that once raged. Where was there was reaction, now there is acceptance. Steps quietly from the shadows of the Inn and raises her arms, fingers reaching beyond the Moons, up to heaven. Softly, she sings a mournful melody, voice rising to the clouds. Words of mourning tell the story.
* {liesje}M feeling the sorrow within grow, knowing she will miss Her, having been taught by one of Gor's finest. Holds herself, cradled to a lightly beating heart, gently rocking back and forth. For she knows that this will stay with her forever just like the love she has for Mistress Fyree and the love She had for this girl
* {liesje}M attempts to thrust troubling thoughts from her. Questions filling her very being and fights with acceptance that death has claimed Her life. Shaking her head, she thrusts the battle from her, breathing deeply to find the peace. kicking the soft pebbles of sand and watches the grainules fly like magical dust into the air.
* {liesje}M spins gracefully in a circle and watches the memories she holds deep inside start to play, turns and looks with a clear gaze to the Hall. A girl attempts turns up the corners of full lips into a solemn smile, the memories give her strength, feeling the tender moments dance in her memory of Mistress Fyree, gently they begin the healing process so that the warmest memories remain.
* {liesje}M leans down and takes a handful of sand into her palm, the knowledge, the wisdom, that was instilled in her over time, followed her to this place in her heart. For it is not just a physical object but also a symbol, it is an instrument of understanding. Twirling it over her head, breasts lifting, as she moves to to the Memorial.
* {liesje}M Muscles rippling with each step as she moves like a spirit under the full Moons. she does not know why she feels peace. she does not care. she feels it. Maybe because she knows Mistress Fyree is in peace. Again, she understands this and feels it. Lovingly she places the handful of sand by the memorial for Mistress Fyree, and slips into the warmth of Inn
<{liesje}M> ~ * la`kajira * ~.

* Saxus nods.. my thanks Da^id
<Saxus> I’ve known Fyree for sometime now, where we first met escapes me, one day she was just sort of there, a Mad Tuchuk Woman that danced in the home and drank curds, damn she was a fine sight, not for her were the constraints set by Gor, she was Fyree, she was my friend.
<Saxus> She entered the Kaverns with her rather personal greeting..."Hey there Nadu nuggets, Hey Saxus are you being good to these girls or should we step outside?"
<Saxus> I knew she was just the kind of Woman I wanted as a keeper, she made the home live, she was funny, always had a kind word for all, and more times than not sought out my personal girl clari to serve her the foul smelling curds, that I will add, she wasn’t bothered about sharing, insisting time and again that clari had some (usually followed by the sound of clari at the kajira bush speaking to someone called "Hueyy"..
<Saxus> I found out about her illness by accident, a burden she carried with her here..,one thing she didn’t share, for I doubt many knew quite the extent of how ill she truly was..all we saw was Fyree as we’d always seen her..happy, funloving, and stirring some poor FM into life..
<Saxus> A while back.. Her momma was ill..she said to me.. "Sax there's so many things I need to say to her, things I should have said a long time ago"..my reply was "well go talk to her", she replied that the doctors said she couldn’t hear her, my response was "what the freck they know Fyree.. go talk to your momma" ..she did and was a little happier for it..
<Saxus> Now I’m going to take my own advice..Lady Fyree.. dammit your missed Lady, and no matter what I try to say, it's just not enough, a light went out in your passing and it can never be lit again, never again will there be Nadu Nuggets or curds served in the Kaverns..you affected so many Fyree, with your laughter.. your warmth..and yes you’ve kicked my shins a few times when it was deserved..
<Saxus> many tears have flowed here Lady Fyree, for both Free and kajira alike have lost one of their own, but that’s only right for you touched the hearts feelings of many..May your god protect you Fyree, I Saxus will miss you, you were my friend.Wind and Steel Lady Fyree,
* Saxus smiles.... one last thing Fyree....your tab...(folds it up and puts it into his pocket)... s'ok I'll collect later
* Saxus settles with his memories.

* Ragnor nods to Da^id, smiles and rises
<+Ragnor> Tal my friends, greetings to you girls
<+Ragnor> Tonight as we gather for the memorial of a wonderful woman let us also celebrate the life of Fyree.
<+Ragnor> A woman blessed with a rare inner beauty that touched everyone that came into contact with her. In the years I have wandered this great community of Gor I have met only very rarely someone that was loved and admired by all. Fyree is such a person.
<+Ragnor> I was Jael when I met her, she came into my homestone one day and sat, watching as I tried in vain to train a girl in a particular serve. After sitting for ten minutes or so she smiled and touched my arm, asking simply..."May I Rarious"? She took the girl into pm and returned moments later, the girl proceeded to perform the serve with perfection.
<+Ragnor> She had achieved in a matter of moments what I had struggled with for almost an hour. Fyree had that gift, people listened to her and valued her advice and opinions.
<+Ragnor> Gor has lost a cornerstone physically in her passing, but worry not my friends, for I am certain that somewhere up there Fyree is even now watching over us, guiding us and enfolding us in her love.
<+Ragnor> To her 'nadu nuggets' I offer this,
<+Ragnor> do not grieve Fyree's passing, for she has given each of you gifts more valuable than any jewel...her time, her love and her unique training. Hold your heads high with pride in the knowledge that the great woman saw within each of you something special and imparted her knowledge to you.
<+Ragnor> Someone wiser than us once said "There are many ways to climb a mountain, but they all lead to but one summit". Gor has many ways, Fyree understood this, and knew it still remained but one community.
<+Ragnor>So I wish you a final farewell Tuchuk Woman, you will be missed greatly, remembered eternally and loved beyond measure.
Rest In Peace Fyree
* Ragnor returns to his furs.

* ah`lana{Ty} lifts gracefully once again, a soft smile on her face as she realizes the way that these words from Mistress speak to what Master Ragnor just said....
<ah`lana{Ty}> {æ{© Her training secrets for 'nadu nuggets' ©}æ}
<ah`lana{Ty}> <Fyree> you are a joy little one
<ah`lana{Ty}> <ah`lana{Ty}> that is music to lana's heart from You, Mistress... being one of lana's first trainers
<ah`lana{Ty}> * Fyree *smiles*
<ah`lana{Ty}> <Fyree> One can not train the unwilling
<ah`lana{Ty}> <ah`lana{Ty}> lana remembers You saying to 'dance for the One Who makes your belly burn and for the joy of dancing' *s*
<ah`lana{Ty}> * Fyree *chuckles*
<ah`lana{Ty}> <Fyree> it is true, is it not?
<ah`lana{Ty}> <ah`lana{Ty}> it is, Mistress :)
<ah`lana{Ty}> * Fyree smiles again
<ah`lana{Ty}> <Fyree> even the best of trainers can not train those not wanting to learn
<ah`lana{Ty}> {æ{©©©}æ}
* ah`lana{Ty} smiles and posts another - shorter recollection....
<+ah`lana{Ty}> {æ{© Fun Reminders of Spirited Quips ©}æ}
<ah`lana{Ty}> <Fyree> he tossed a collar at me once..
<ah`lana{Ty}> <Fyree> I told him..I take fingers for collars
<ah`lana{Ty}> {æ{©©©}æ}
* ah`lana{Ty} peeks a smile, noting a few four fingered Masters in the Inn this night, and settles to the furs once again.

* elinor{T} speaks softly, dark eyes lowered sharing her remembrances of Mistress Fyree
<elinor{T}> It is a fact that wherever Mistress Fyree traveled, it was never boring. Master Tustin commented many times that she understood her place as a Woman on Gor....whether slave or free! From the time 10 years ago that she was slave girl, owned by Master R_Flagg, to the time she was made FW and became FC.. And beyond, she shared with us all..
<elinor{T}> Teaching classes for slave girls, we learned many things, one of the most important being to always strive for Master’s pleasure no matter what. There is no *me* but Master.. It can be a hard lesson to learn. She taught us how to serve deliciously and never , never be vulgar, We were told later that a Master could identify the girls trained by Mistress Fyree.. As She told us, Master’s are very smart, they will *get it*..
<elinor{T}> Mistress had such charisma.....she held us all in the palm of her hand. She was a special person, her example and love will continue to grow in all who knew her Thank you Mistress for sharing your knowledge of Gor and life with us all.
* elinor{T} glances up slowly, dark eyes sheened with tears, and quiets...

<Night_Wulf> thank you, Da^id...
<Night_Wulf> before we can honor the Gorean Free Woman Fyree... we must all honor the woman Pat... she was a woman of great humor, love, intelligence, grace, love, ire (when warranted), and pain.... yes, pain... she was in almost constant pain...
<Night_Wulf> however, despite that pain, she always had a smile and a chuckle (her trademark) for all... she would come online just to see her friends despite her pain... to me, that defines a soul who not only shows strength, but the love of people enough to overlook her medical conditions... she and I shared many private times when I 'found' her again... I told her that I was attracted to her years ago, but it was not to be
<Night_Wulf> ... we developed a friendship based not on what she can get from me, or I from her, but on respect, conversation, shared intrests (she showed me a few recipies that I have tried and I was like dayum), and erm... well, lets just say she was a woman of many passions.... one was her passion for herfriends...
<Night_Wulf> she would talk about those she loved or who pissed her off who need a swift quiva up their asses to make them act right (no names).... Pat was a special woman.... not only was she an awesome trainer, but, she was one of the few woman that I know who was not ashamed of who/what she was... she had a dual nature.... dominant and submissive.... and shewas perfectly in tune with both...
<Night_Wulf> I respected that in her... she knew she was a slave for years and have always said, it was some of the best times of her life and she would always love the person who bought that out in her... he know who he is.... she was also proud that she was Free for years... her time as a slave was over and she was a better person for it....
<Night_Wulf> it taught her to see things from the dominant and the submissives side and she related to both... now, she also was very opinionated and on several occassiosn pointed out so-and-so who needs to just beg a collar, or.... for a few males to buy a rubber doll to help the 'itch' they have *chuckles*
<Night_Wulf> what pat was is human first... everything came after... she was a woman who loved deeply and forever... she did not straddle the fence on anything she did.... she said what she meant and followed up on it.... and for that, she would always have my respect.... so, I do not grieve at her passing, I grieve that I waited so long to really get to know her, but will cherish the times we had forever...
<Night_Wulf> to her husnad Dave, you have my condolences.... she will be missed by you most of all, and I am sorry for your loss... Pat was all woman and her light will burn forever.... forever more, I will always dedicate the song 'Its so hard to say goodbye' to my friend Fyree.... Pat.... may your food always come out perfect woman.
* Night_Wulf fades back into the shadows.

* ah`lana{Ty} lifts with a smile and looks to her sisters
<ah`lana{Ty}> lana knows that she has seen nearly everyone here serve Mistress those horrid smelly rotten curds
<ah`lana{Ty}> if you have... make some noise right now... shake your bells... smile that you have served them.... because no doubt, Mistress is watching us... smiling about the agony of the 'curd serves'
* ah`lana{Ty} lifts her own bells and rings them out loudly
* tendre laughs softly and peeks up.. eyes glistening with tears..
* {liesje}M lifts her bells and lets them ring out, as the memories of serving those curds floods her mind
* aphris` grins remebring those curds
* jameelah{GCI}fg doesn't have bells, but rmemebers the curds..
* lina{D^d} chuckles softly as she remembers the curds as well
<ah`lana{Ty}> and now... Mistress' words once more...
<ah`lana{Ty}> {æ{©©©}æ} An old Tuchuk song about curds {æ{©©©}æ}
<ah`lana{Ty}> <Fyree> fetch some curds, nadu nugget
<ah`lana{Ty}> * Fyree suddenly bursts into an old Tuchuk song about
<ah`lana{Ty}> <Fyree> "Currrrrrrrrds, currrrrrrds, the magical elixir..one lil sip and you will wonder who kissed her......"
<ah`lana{Ty}> {æ{©©©}æ}
* ah`lana{Ty} smiles and sends a kiss to the heavens for Mistress
<ah`lana{Ty}> {æ{©©©}æ} ~A final farewell when leaving Koroban Kaverns ~ {æ{©©©}æ}
<ah`lana{Ty}> * Fyree slips out into the darkness, leaving a hint of sandalwood behind
<ah`lana{Ty}> {æ{©©©}æ}
* ah`lana{Ty} moves to the furs and sinks to them quietly.

* gia{FH} brushes a salty drop from tear-streaked cheeks and steps forward with a poem by Mary Frye (1932) & Wilbur Skeels (1996)
<gia{FH}> first a brief word
<gia{FH}> Mistress Fyree was a blessing in so many ways....she allowed gia to call on her in many occasions, Mistress nursing skills were invaluable to gia, by the guideance of her hand she helped gia feel more capable to tend to gias parents needs.
<gia{FH}> Mistress gave much needed laughter and support...one training session Mistress Fyree says, 'describe your hand'
<gia{FH}> gia described not how her hand looks but by how gia uses her hand....scrubbing, washing, cleaning, dusting, doing daily tasks, gia turned in homework and Mistress sent an email....'now thats a good hand', she didnt berate for not describing the hand as later gia found out how she meant...in gias eyes she has not died, gia walks forward into a well placed path....guided still by Mistress Fyrees' 'hand'
<gia{FH}> Do not stand at my grave and weep,
<gia{FH}> I am not there, I do not sleep.
<gia{FH}> I am a thousand winds that blow.
<gia{FH}> I am the diamond glint on snow.
<gia{FH}> I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
<gia{FH}> I am the gentle autumn rain.
<gia{FH}> When you wake in the morning hush,
<gia{FH}> I am the swift, uplifting rush
<gia{FH}> Of quiet birds in circling flight.
<gia{FH}> I am the soft starlight at night.
<gia{FH}> I am the song that will never end.
<gia{FH}> I am the love of family and friend.
<gia{FH}> I am the child who has come to rest
<gia{FH}> In the arms of the Father who knows him best.
<gia{FH}> When you see the sunset fair,
<gia{FH}> I am the scented evening air.
<gia{FH}> I am the joy of a task well done.
<gia{FH}> I am the glow of the setting sun.
<gia{FH}> Do not stand at my grave and weep.
<gia{FH}> I am not there, I do not sleep.
<gia{FH}> Do not stand at my grave and cry.
<gia{FH}> I am not there, I did not die!
* gia{FH} steps away...a warmth walks wiht her.

<Chenoa> Fryee and I came closer to the end since I move back tenn to indiana we share lot of talks horseing around
<Chenoa> Her favort game with me was Kicking me I was her football as she put it OH she love doing it to me I say NOOOO and she get me right in the tushie with the goals of hers
<Chenoa> we talk on the phone she got to hear victoria said I take her in 15 yrs LOL I recall time we did talk and she miss doctors apt she told she was put back down on the list of having transplant I was on the phone making air plans to go kick the doctors buns she ask me what I was doing told her she said OH noooooo
<Chenoa> we had lot in common being paramedic and her nurse we saw lot good and bad but made both of us strong
<Chenoa> one time she told me that she had no xmas tree no where to put it so I and the kids went out got her 6 in tree and pout dectorings on it and lights vicki had more glue on her hands than the tree
<Chenoa> I was going to donotate my part of kendeys for her to help her give her chance to live but after being diabetec I could not
<Chenoa> I Miss her deeply but she lives on in me my kids and vicki in our minds hearts
<Chenoa> one thing I must encougare all to do is be a donor so others can live sign the card put it in living will that is how she want us to remember her by
* Chenoa picks up the foot balls tears flowing down her cheeks tossing it in the sky I love you Pat thank you making me your foot ball
* Chenoa truns and heads for the wall leaning againts it crying hard

<LordAngelus> Tal and greetings all.. Now, I didn't know Fyree, but I do know many people that know her, and how well she has touched the hearts of many in the Gorean community.. And that in itself touches Me.. I know what it's like to lose a Friend, but worse is when someone is lost that in all Reality is like a Brother or Sister to you. Losing someone from this community is a very hard thing to deal with..
<LordAngelus> All I can do is say, Fyree is most definitely watching over U/us all and smiling down upon us.. I have nothing more to say other then.. Rest in Peace, Fyree.. Though I had never had the pleasure of meeting you, I can truly say you will live on in My heart.,

<Nia`> I am sure everything good and great was said about one of the greatest woman, so I am at a loss for words real life as well as here, I knew Fyree for 4 years, she was an Op in SA for two of those years. What I will never forget the fact she always put a smile on those who couldn't smile, she touched many hearts, she was there ready to listen... I will miss her a great deal...I not only lost a friend, but I lost my hero.

<Isgrimnir> I keep it short, I have not known Fyree as well as most of you, and by your words I realise that is a great loss on my behalf..
<Isgrimnir> but some lyrics I wish to share.. So close no matter how far, could not be much more from the heart.. Forever trusting who we are.. And nothing else matters..
<Isgrimnir> From what I have heard tonight they seem appropriate.

* aphris` walks brazenly into the dark night, walking toe to heel, leaving a cinnamon scent linger in the air.. shimmering teardrops cascade freely unashamedly from vacant eyes.. pain of loss burning eternally through a tortured soul....heavy lashes making eerie shadows on pale cheeks as soft as a featherlight kiss...a lonesome guitar weeping like the wind over snowfields...
* aphris` hesitates only an Ihn.. heart and belly becoming one as they find the rhythm of the music sweeping deep within her soul.. crying out softly between the warring beats.. throbbing body a tempestuous blur of motion, hot southern sands yearning for talenders as she dips sweet toes stirring up puffs of dust as she moves.. warm little body shaking with despair...agonizing slowly..
* aphris` growls low.. the pain burning through her soul as she cries helplessly... footsteps as light and soft as larl fur continue to pound the cold sands.. dancing back and forth like the ebbing flow of the eternal tides of the Thassa...dark eyes revealing the bleak pain..soft sounds filling the room like a vaporous cloud..
* aphris` tilts her ravaged face upwards to the waning light of the three moons, serpentine arms slither in passing, lifting small hands upward slowly, like a veil of mist drifting from the Thassa, fingertips poised towards the stars that twinkle above in a beckoning motion, whispering a silent message to the powers that be...
* aphris` 's delicate fingers reaching high calling delicate enchantments long forgotten.. to touch a beloved imaginary face.. sadness mingled with hope as she twirls in unison with the night in a litany of motion...hardly winning the mystery of peace.. small hands opening to release her being to the stars...
* aphris` stands seemingly motionless, the silken skin of dainty wrists touching with an almost inaudible whisper.. arches her head back in joy.. with tears of joy through the sorrow watches the flight of the new star.. flashing a brilliant sad smile as she blows a kiss to the powers that be, thanking them for their music.

* Da^id rises
<Da^id> this is the saddest time in my years as Gorean Master
<Da^id> and even though I know and even can hear Fyrees soft smile it keeps sad
<Da^id> I am noone who usually lacks words, but this time Ill quote it
<Da^id> ahem....
<Da^id> quote myself from the wonderfull memorial site aphris` made....

<Da^id> Beyond the door,
<Da^id> There's peace I'm sure,
<Da^id> And I know there'll be no more
<Da^id> Tears in heaven.
(Eric Clapton).

<Da^id> Fyree - I will miss You so much
<Da^id> Your humorous voice
<Da^id> Your enchanting laughter
<Da^id> Your companionship on our ways

<Da^id> Fyree - I owe You so much
<Da^id> after all theese years
<Da^id> after all these moments
<Da^id> after all these hopes

<Da^id> You went way too early - but I know:
<Da^id> where You are there are no more tears.
<Da^id> We still stay here
<Da^id> and we dedicate You our tears and thoughts.
<Da^id> Be well, my friend!
<Da^id> A last candle will burn, youll not be forgotten.
<Da^id> let us all rise and direct our thoughts to her Farewell now:
<Da^id> We say Farewell to Fyree.
<Da^id> Who loved her and respected her shall carry this respect and love on neverending.
<Da^id> Whom she did love and respect shall be gratefull for it was and is a unique experience.
<Da^id> Who still owes her anything of love and respect: be sure she does smile and forgive you
<Da^id> And if there might be someone whom she did hurt, shall forgive her cause she, too, was one who could hug you and give you a next chance.
<Da^id> So we bow at the moons of Gor, at the stars above and at Fyree who will stay with us.
<Da^id> I do direct my prayers to God I believe in, and I share this with all those who pray for her.
<Da^id> Let us keep a minute of silence.
<Da^id> Thank you all.