• Establish a sense of identity and, through our life-style, come together as a family in Thunder; 
• Camp together in a manner which reflects our life-style whilst participating in re-enactment camping events. 

• CLICK HERE to see the Lineage of Chained Thunder

• CLICK HERE to view the Chained Thunder Family Photo Album

Medieval Re-enactment Groups

• Society for Creative Anachronism
• Adrian Empire

• Greater House of Steel Thunder
• Bear Thunder
• Extreme Thunder
• Thunder History 101

• APEX
• Arizona D/s
• CastleRealm
• Dreamstrike
• Life as a Consensual Slave

If she would truly be free she must relinquish the control of herself
and place the keys to her chains of mind and belief in the hands of another
for in this way may she be "free" of the restraints
which hold her so tightly

And if she would truly "possess" freedom of true choice
the prisoner must choose a different "jailer"
for in the surrender of all she shall become free to explore the
places and thoughts which have been forbidden her by her self warden

For the choice to submit is then a choice of freedom
the freedom to see who she is and who she may become
for until she is "stripped" of her right to refuse to look
and her belief that it must be in this fashion
she is not only "imprisoned" but dead to herself

In her submission is the opportunity to explore without fault
For she has no choice but to accept
and if she is held with an open hand and
a loving understanding of the battle she wages
she will be forbiden to fight and commanded to explore

She will be taken to the darkest of caverns and the vilest of prisons
the caverns of emotion and the prisons of expression
and she will be required to explore those caverns and escape those prisons
for she has placed the authority
and responsibility for her actions in the hands of another

In her submission
She has given up the right to guilt for her feelings
She has given up the right to fear of her emotions
She has given up the right to keep that which does not make her whole
She has given up the right to be less than she can be.

The sound I hear is THUNDER
In the night I hear the call
It's my Brothers and my Sisters
And I can hear them all.

Lightening flashes in a circle
I can feel it all around
And this circle is my family
It's their voices that sound

Though the battle may be raging
Or at peace may be your heart
Cry out the sound of THUNDER
Join the circle that will never part

Victory Through Intimidation
Nasty to the Bone
Fight to The End
And even then you will never be alone

Hearken the laughter in the night
The tears and the joy
Strong are the voices are THUNDER
No war, no flood, no famine can destroy

Brothers and Sisters gather 'round
Brothers and Sisters I cry
Let us join together
Lets send THUNDER to the sky

The sound I hear is THUNDER
In the night I hear the call
It's my Brothers and my Sisters
THUNDER crashes, but doesn't fall

-Junebug

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