After more than two decades exploring 3D virtual worlds and their possibilities for relationship and self expression, Camryn Darkstone is leading a life of quiet contentment, building and landscaping for Littlefield Grid with occasional projects in Second Life. Camryn has been active in online communities since the early 1980s, and, under other names, has written extensively about the ways that people relate to one another on the internet.
Since 2009 Camryn has enjoyed a loving, consensual D/s relationship as submissive to Walter Balazic in both the virtual world and the "real" world.
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in darkness, love cries out
all night it grows, the wall of flowers,
a thousand names, ten thousand,
a blockade against the dark.
glowing under the moon and stars.
the moon and stars that remain in the sky when day comes,
invisible, they do not disappear.
offering their proof
the lost will not be lost.
we hold them close.
we will form a circle of millions around them.
our dead, our wounded, our witnesses, our families,
we will not surrender how we love.
we will not surrender those we love.
we will not surrender them
to the dark.
we will starve the dark.
give it
nothing.
we are love’s lamentation, love’s consolation,
our love reaches every corner of the world
we know hope is not a luxury.
the space between 
in darkness, love cries out
all night it grows, the wall of flowers,
a thousand names, ten thousand,
a blockade against the dark.
glowing under the moon and stars.
the moon and stars that remain in the sky when day comes,
invisible, they do not disappear.
offering their proof
the lost will not be lost.
we hold them close.
we will form a circle of millions around them.
our dead, our wounded, our witnesses, our families,
we will not surrender how we love.
we will not surrender those we love.
we will not surrender them
to the dark.
we will starve the dark.
give it
nothing.
we are love’s lamentation, love’s consolation,
our love reaches every corner of the world
we know hope is not a luxury.
what we give
cannot be taken from us.
feel how you are needed
let love answer.
by Anne Michaels, April 2018
In Grief we are never alone.