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' The Demon '

Haven't been on TEF in ages Shocked Well, I've been caught up with schoolwork etc.
I wrote this poem recently so it still needs adjusting a bit :S


The Demon

Once upon a stormy night, I sat in bed trembling with fright,
The rain beat down upon the window pane,
Thudding on the glass again and again
As if attempting to inflict so much pain.

Lightning flashed across the night sky,
Causing a nearby tree to burn and die,
The flames spreading along the withering branches,
Branches as sharp as Knight's lances,
The flames begin to move and spread,
Fearful, I shrink back into my bed,
Hoping that I will not soon be dead.

Shadows dance around outside,
Tormenting me with mocking eyes,
Tormenting me with shrill laughter,
Will I die of fright not soon after?
Then it stops ; the night is still,
Are monsters plotting the scare and kill?

Then starts a howling a mournful callm
A graveyard song for those that fall,
The ghosts arise so cold and lost,
Looking as if they are covered in frost.
Then starts a thudding at my door..
Maybe its not just ghosts after all?

With trembling hands towards the door I walk,
My voice barely a whisper as I begin to talk,
" P-please theres no-one home...
I beg of you to leave me alone "
The monster outside has not been fooled,
It roars in rage and claws the walls.

I open the door and there is standing,
A dreadful demon upon the landing,
With eyes as red as thick dark blood,
And four huge paws covered in mud.
It's teeth are as sharp as kitchen knives,
But it's claws are as large as Executioner's Scythes.

I stare in horror at the beast before me,
Hoping that it will ignore me,
At times like this I wish I had a stake..
Then suddenly the demon begins to shake,
It's then I realise my mistake.

I see clearly in the light of the dawn,
My cat that got stuck outside in the storm.

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Broken mask,true face

little bit of blood and bad words...oouhh so shamefull + my english is a true shame

##*Voices in my Head*##


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art by Zeke









[=#3399FF][=papyrus][=20]I hear thunder

And I see rain

But I see and hear

More than others could imagine

Did I mention I can disappear

My name is Adrian and the endless forest is my new home.My past life is one that must not be shared with others.


Gender``` male adult
Sexuality``` straight
Age-- 19

Bio in the works

Family
I lost all contact with my mother when my father died.And I have one sister her name is Sheba.My family belonged to the Colasky clan.But since the elders did not grant me an egg I left and became a loner.I travel here and there never bothering to follow a map.I know this hand like the back of hand for you see unless killed with a brass sword I will never die. I guess you could say that's the price I pay for being born in the Colasky clan. If I was a rider I would have to be killed a different way.Alas this is the fate chosen for me.

Water turns to blood because of our hands

You feel the harpoon being released
It sends vibrations throughout your body
You here the scream of the whale
You see it struggle fighting to get away
A gun is shot
Half a dozen times
The struggle is over in less than an hour
The blue ocean water
Now has a crimson tint of blood
The whale is dead
An unecesarry death
For such a beautiful creature
Can you witness
Or even hear this
Without a tear in your eyes
Or your heart burn in anger
Are we really human
If humans can do such things
They turn creatures
Of the sea
Into food
The water is now tainted with blood
Because of our hands
And we shall always be haunted by their last words of despair.
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Lucian's Diary 11 - Battlefield.

Lucian


He is:

Mixed.
A bit hurt.
But very happy too.

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Anybody willing to make a siggy deer?

This is so rude...
Anyways, can somebody make a little Kiowa with a invisible bacround? That would've been so nice <3
For those hwo don't now him:
Magpie pelt
real-deer mask
fan antlers

Special things: one of the stripes on his back is a scar, he's eyes are pure black
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The Morning After



"One day, I'll be just like him!"

The great stag sat up at once. I feel asleep!, he thought immediately, and looking around he found himself alone by the willow at the pond. His father as well as Wafiya were long gone, though a pool of blood stained the ground where the old stag had lay.

Quad sat up, looking off to the Pond. He's gone, isn't he?, he thought, I failed to protect him.

He walked away, going deeper into the Forest, looking for others to talk to. All he saw were fawns playing. Fawns playing...

"Come play with me, dad!"
"Not today, son. I have to take care of something."
"Dad, don't go! Don't..."



The old memory played in his head, haunting him. His father once played with him when he was younger, but he started to remember that he was often doing other things. Quad always thought he was just a busy man.

He kept going, past the Ruins, and stopped at his old sleeping pillar.

"He got into another fight...I can't get to sleep...I can't stop seeing him hurting that other deer..."



Quad snapped out of it. He shook his head sadly, remembering that night as well. Continuing on, he found an old spot where he remembered helping others with pelt spells. Another vision seemed to pop into his head there.

"Take that ridiculous pelt off! You look like a pervert!"



I just wanted to look like Dad..., Quad thought to himself, I just wanted to be like my idol and mentor.

He kept going, running, getting away from the memories.
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tragedy

"I always knew Friendship would bring me not but tragedy"

His muzzle is red.

his teeth are red.

copper and salt.

I never wanted this...

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Meila bio

It's all under the cut. Slight language warning.
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