"Mother?"
I looked down to the little body pressed against my dark pelt, his brown fur illuminating in a few leftover autumn rays stretching through the trees from the fading light. With a soft voice I invited his curiosity.
"Yes darling?"
"What makes the sun set?"
"Well. . .no one really knows." I whispered as I looked far away into the dying orange glowing through the wood. "But, my father used to tell me a story when I was a fawn, of how the great spirit of the forest brought day and night to all living things."
"Herne?" He asked eagerly.
"Yes."
"How?"
"Well. . . . ." I began. .



. . . . . .A long, long time ago, in a magical forest, along a mystical river, lived two deer. A handsomely muscular twelve point stag and a beautifully poignant doe brought together by the forces of the universe for the perfect match, vowed to love and protect each other for eternity, for together they cast over the dawn of every morning, and cover us with the dusk of every evening. Without the sun rising and setting the world would not grow and time would seize. So the great spirit of Herne, the God of deer, put Dusk and Dawn together on Earth to roam the forest forever free of harm, and bring about another night and a new day.

However, Herne had one condition that came with this gift. As long as they remained together on Earth they were never to cross the mystical river at the edge of the huge forest. When Dawn asked Herne why they were never to cross, he replied 'Because when one of the spirits of the forest no longer has a place of life in this wood, I send them across the river to the other one, to roam free until I decide to send them back. I gave you the privilege to enjoy the forest forever, to cross the river to the land of spirit would be an insult.' With that Dawn didn't question him further, in fear of abusing Herne's generosity.

So the two deer enjoyed the forest day after day, night after night.

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Please click the egg. The more people click on the egg the faster the egg will age. First it will be a hatchling then a child, a teenager, a adult, and then it will become a ancient dragon. As long as you keep checking out the egg it will keep growing!

-click me-

BLAH

"Help me.."

i just want to think you for spending time with me today
i enjoyed it
you the sweetess and kindess friend XD
you made me happy
i was lonely on endless forset

Hi.. :x

The Fawn Storyteller Collection

Look man, I’m no writer. Hell, I couldn’t even read as a goddamn human. What makes you think I can tell a story? Whatever… I’ve been telling stories to fawns and fawns at heart a lot lately… Here are my experiences.
Enjoy the crappiness. Seriously, why are you here again?

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“How the Trees Got Their Bark” – A Story Told to Echria