I try everything. Free-word association. Listening to music, and trying to build off the lyrics. Even watch a sexy film and try to turn that into word... for a proper erotic story. And just outside the corner of my vision, I know she's there, shaking her head sorrowfully, knowing that unless I break through my personal wall, there is no chance that I can pull it off.Finally... I spin in my chair, and look at her... and sigh, and for the first time, ask my muse directly for help... "Why? Why can't. Eventually both of us bodies entwined drifted off to sleep the Morning showed the effects of the storm the world was a blinding white the snow still drifting we knew we wouldn't be going anywhere soon. We saw little of Annie and John except at mealtimes or in the evening when they sat with us chatting.We spent three days at the High Crest each day was similar but the nights were delights of discovery as we explored each other delighting in arousing the other to new heights of pleasure.In the. He took me by the hand and said in my ear, “Do you want to get away from these people?”I didn’t say anything, I just looked at him nodded my head. We left his friends and walked down to the main street to get a better view of the display. After waiting about ten minutes, the music started. I think it may have been Beethoven playing through the speakers. The sky started to light up with colour. Holding my hand through to the end of the performance, I couldn’t help but wonder why David invited. We had just spent our time, patiently waiting for the spell she was under to break and carefully turning her to avoid bedsores.Bran had once come with me to see her. He spoke quietly to me as he stroked her forehead;"The protection you cast on her is but one part of the enchantment. She is still held by Shaw. If she is to ever be returned to you, a way has to be found to cut through his spell."Even at that point, we were both at a loss as to how I could achieve that. I knew what the shroud that.