There is no way around the truth
No matter how many lies you tell
To weave your tangled web
Eventually it will be undone
By then
Will it have been worth it?
To deceive the people around you
To cover something
That would eventually be revealed
Wouldnt it be better to own up
At the first mistake
Than to make a million more
And to receive a consequence
That would not have been as severe
Why have a burden
Thats constantly weighing you down
Trapping you
In this web of lies
No matter how far you go
Or what you do
It will always revealed
For there is no way around the truth
Just remember one thing
The truth will set you free.
Hearts are beautiful things its true
Delicate and strong
They withstand the tests of time
Tried by many emotions
But if you look closely
Youll see the scars they bare
From the wounds that never really healed
These are the battle scars they bare
For each day
We question are hearts
In what to do
What to say
In every aspect we question it
Fighting an endless battle
However, some scars
We received from others
Who played with it like a toy.
Some might have carelessly punctered it
With no ill intentions of course
But in the end every heart
At some time or another gets bruised or beaten.
There are some who find hearts
And treasure them
To them we are truly grateful
In the end we need to guard and protect our hearts
Without the cost of losing how to love.
For hearts are truly a magnificent creation
And should be carefully shared with others.
For sake of boredom I've decided to open my characters up for role-play.
If you just want something small and casual then feel free to post below with a starting intro and a specification for what character.
If you want something more in depth than say so and a separate blog will be made.
A good place if you wish to question a character about their in or out of forest behavior.
Like every one we have our own demon
Some fight theirs daily
Others on occasion
When the demon looses it retaliates
Waiting for a chance to strike
Like a coward it hides
Till it is provoked
Then it will strike
But to defeat this creature
You must not acept submission
You must unravil the reason of its being
Then you fight till that demon is no more
It might take several fights
But we must win the war.
Or forever be enslaved by our demons within.
You courage will be tested
As will the stength of your heart.
But if you persevere
And not loose hope
You will surely vanquish the demon inside.
Seed awoke from what seemed like a long nap. He stood and stretched his legs, taking a short walk to the Pond from where he had slept. Drinking from the water, he looked at the reflection, and tilted his head.
"What the...?", he questioned.
In the reflection, instead of having two antlers that grew away from his face, he had one antler that protruded forward. The antler was adorned by the purple flowers he normally wore, but it seemed very odd.
Seed could see the antler when he looked up - it was really there. One antler, right in the center of his head.
"Whoa!", he heard nearby. Turning, he saw a doe staring back at him, her eyes wide open. "You've got one antler, how did you get that?!", she asked immediately.
Seed didn't answer the doe - he was just as surprised himself. Without really thinking, he started to walk away, the doe tilting her head when she didn't get a response. Curiously, she began to follow him.
As Seed kept moving, others saw what he was - a unicorn stag. The lone antler was quite a surprise to them, all wondering about it and coming to a similar conclusion - the Twin Gods granted him with a gift. Seed, however, was thinking otherwise - the lone antler was causing a commotion, and he was getting much unwanted attention.
Several does were following him around, as if he was a source of immense beauty that they could not take their eyes off of. Fawns gasped and gawked at him, the little boys calling him names, while the little girls were envious of his lone antler. Stags nearby noticed the does following him, and immediately became infuriated that they had two antlers, and yet a stag with only one was drawing the does away from them.
It wasn't too long before the stags stood in his way. "You're pathetic!", they roared at him, "Why would the does want a stag with one antler?"
"I don't want any trouble.", Seed replied to them.
