"It's time..."

Il advint que, par une nuit claire, Chaman s’éveilla et entendit une voix qui l’appelait dans les roseaux : « Chaman, Chaman… ». Se hissant sur ses pattes grêles et clignant des yeux, il quitta le flanc maternel et s’approcha de l’étang, prenant bien garde à ne pas réveiller les biches vénérables, mères de la Harde, qui sommeillaient non loin des berges. Et il poussa du museau les longues tiges frémissantes, et chercha qui lui parlait d’une si furtive manière. Lorsqu’il se pencha sur l’eau, il fut frappé de voir combien les champs des dieux avec tous leurs feux s’y reflétaient clairement, semblant si proches. « Chaman, Chaman… » Entendit-il à nouveau, bien que cette fois, le faon fut clairement convaincu que la voix ne venait plus du lieu où il se tenait, mais bien de son propre esprit. Il faillit pousser un cri, croyant articuler une réponse, car bien qu’étant mort à l’humanité, il n’avait cependant pas oublié la langue qu’il parlait autrefois ; mais il se contint et regarda derrière lui. Son vagissement étouffé n’avait éveillé personne, n’avait pas même interrompu les grenouilles qui, dissimulées sous les tortueuses racines des saules, déroulaient dans les ténèbres leurs litanies sans fin.
« Me voici. » Pensa le faon, car sa mère lui avait dit un jour que les dieux et les êtres des bois ne sont point sourds aux paroles muettes. « Fléchis la patte Chaman, dernier-né de la Harde des Clairvoyants. » Répondit impérieusement la voix dans un bruissement de roseaux. «Fléchis la patte et courbe le col, car tu foule ici un sol que j’ai rendu sacré. » Alors, plein de crainte, le faon s’inclina sur ses pattes de devant et toucha la terre du front. Lorsque ce fut fait, la voix continua : « Bienheureux celui qui s’humilie devant les dieux sans les avoirs vus de ses yeux.

Testing - stuff I'm listening to...

Chapter One - Pompous and Poor

Once upon a time, many hundreds of years before now, there was a little town that sat right next to a huge forest. The people in this town were very happy, for they were protected by the Twin Deer Gods that lived in the big forest. All deer that lived in the forest were godly to the people. Every deer that would come to their settlement was respected and praised, and because of this, the deer were happy too. This little town, I forgot the name of it now, was your average town. It had an Inn, a blacksmith, a tavern… pretty much all things needed for a town to thrive. But it also had a young merchant, who was very rich, named Bartleby.

Bartleby, being as rich as he was, lived in a big mansion all by himself. His parents died young, so he took over the business of buying and selling at a younger age than most. In our story, he had just turned eighteen years old. In this big mansion, Bartleby lived alone with hundreds upon hundreds of servants. Bartleby himself was very handsome, with short blonde hair and pale skin; he was the most popular young man that was always asked for at dance festivals.

One day Bartleby was strolling about his own personal garden. It was a lovely day, and a light breeze had begun to pick up, ruffling his delicate golden locks. He enjoyed walking about by himself on days like this; it made him feel as if he were the only person in the world. He breathed in a mouthful of clean, fresh air… and retched horribly. A disgusting reek had entered his nostrils, coming from behind a couple of large blueberry bushes. Incredibly annoyed, the boy marched over and pushed some leaves to the side.

A boy about his age was hiding behind them, worn and dirty. The repulsive smell had been coming from him. Bartleby wrinkled his nose rather impolitely. “Who are you? What is your business here?” he asked. The dirty boy just looked back up at him and smiled.

Work in progress.
Gift art.
By ChickenWhite:
Chibi Swift
Fawn Swift
Rearing Swifttail
By tanyak:
It's big, so I'm making this link to it
By Nopje:
Swift full pic in paint, I think.
By Nocturnalsunlight:
Swift, Redd, and Noc
By gloryofdeerforever:
Swifttail sketch
By .:Nightshade:. :
Swifttail and Redd~

i wish tef was downloadable for wii. im typing this with my wii, pardon my lame grammar... x.x

it rain in the endless forset today.
it fun to play in the rain.
but will ever stop rain ?
i hope i see a rainbow after the rain lol =D

i love rainbows

Finally I can draw something!!!
I am passed all my tests, and can relax