...I wrote this in the rain last night. I have no further comment on it.


((This has been another visit to Seed's Poetry Corner))

Since Hyacinth doesn't seem to use words in any way, I was stumped for a long time as to what to do to reveal and record her thoughts. After a while, I just said "pictures." But, somewhere into compiling her first, now-lost, set of screenies, I got the sudden, nudging feeling that I should edit them the way I think she would -- to better show her emotional state or somesuch. I'm still not confident in the style yet, but I'm working on it. I like this idea, so here's my first posted go at it. I'll add a bit of commentary, as well. Don't judge...


There was someone in the pit that she couldn't see...worrying. The fawn eventually came out. It was a loud fawn, which is never a great thing.


Hyacinth is interested in spells do things that seem "wierd" to her, like turn two deer into male and female twins.


A sitting observation of Toukan, who she seems to have taken a liking to (maybe it was the flowers?)


Just a little light frolic-ing. She seems to have hit her real enjoyment of her playtime around here.


Opportunistic snuggling with a sleeping Toukan. She felt a little nervous getting near him, a stag she just met...


munch, munch. By the way, she is very upset with me that I got no screenshots of their walk to the lake. I agree. There were some very nearly in-synch bits in that walk, darnit.

Yes, it is, by all accounts, the elusive Seed, returning from her pre-exam and exam hibernation!

...So...anything interesting happen while I was trapped in the gaping maw of school?

((As I am getting increasingly sleepy, I'll let Seed write what happened tommorow. Meanwhile, here are the screenshots I decided I liked from today.))

((I apparently did not take any good screenshots during Seed's romp earlier today. That makes me sad.))
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I woke up to another bright, sunny day in the forest. After a moment or two of listening, it dawned on me that there was not anyone of particular interest to me present in the forest. And that, frankly, was alright: I was in a mood for meeting some people I don't know all that well.

After a bit of wandering I stumbled upon a crowd of deer, and ecided to join them. It was, I admit, a little uncomfortable for a moment; there's always a lack of ease for me, when I try to enter a group (though I doubt it is in any way grounded). After a little while, everyone sat down except for some fawns playing around it. One of them, a little sweet one who had given me some poppies (after the rain from my last visit, I still had unlit candles exposed on my antlers, droopy with all the melty and reforming), was particularly insistant that I get up and play...and, after a moment's thought, I did.

Before I could either be long in the company of this fawn or long away from the sitting-party, the fawn had to go. It's a shame, really: I feel most at ease when alone with another deer, and I was hoping, perhaps, to grow some sort of attachment there. But that's not the way of the world. I quietly rejoined the group.

I daydreamed for a while, riding otherworldly whispers I only half-heard, composing a snippit of poetry, though nothing promising enough as to write it down: I'll just carry it in my head for a while; it was something about the way that it seems there's no difference between the fall of sun and the fall of rain, how they both hit the forest floor unevenly, falling in torrents and drizzles depending on where you are...I'll consider it, for a while.

Seed's been bugging me to ask if Magnet and Aspen would rather have him leave and give them some space; It makes him feel all nervous and guilty, but it's been a while since he's seen Magnet, and he's been enjoying the walk...So, you know, give the word if you two want some private time.

EDIT: Oh...well...nevermind.

In case you didn't know, that was my Faris you ran into earlier with Magnet. I just wanted to say thank you for the DotD pelt and the candles: I only started using spelldata AFTER this past year's candles went away, so it's nice to finally have a set on-data. Thank you ^^

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It's been a while, hasn't it? I should be better at writing these entries, and I suppose just beign around in general. I apologize....anyway, about yesterday...

I love the rain. There's something about it -- the way it seems so light close up, and heavy from a distance...Things like that. And when you add mushrooms, free-standing, plump mushrooms, to send the rain dripping off of their tops and soaking into them, too... It just becomes a wonderful day, waiting to happen.

I started the morning just wandering, encountering a few deer I didn't really know well, and a few fawns who were very appreciative for the company, in a rain like this. I was having a bit of trouble with my joints; It may have just been the chill of the rain. After a while, Zerg awoke and came to join me. We ran and skipped for a time, and then decided to take our antics to the top of a nearby mushroom. After a while, we were joined by another deer, forming a tower of deer power.


After a while of that, we all went back down, and a sudden longing for the lake siezed my heart. I decided some water-walking would be nice, to watch the ripples from my hooves mix and interplay with the ripples from the rain, forming in sight and water what a symphony is in sound. My joints had other plans. Zerg managed to turn my little accident on the water into an excuse for some scuba-deer, for which I was thankful. Being underwater and watching the ripples, silver where the undersurface touched the air...It was a good choice. I collapsed for a little bit, but that at least allowed me to come back fully dressed.

I wish I could have found a better title: suggestions?


((This has been another visit to Seed's Poetry Corner.))