((Yeah, this one will be edited, perhaps even with pictures...But Seed just gave me a pretty strong bit of monologue here, so I had to include it.))


I awoke to find Lemon, who I had awoken specifically to find, asleep. I sat down beside her, and tried very hard, very hard, not to think. I don't like where idle thoughts take me these days. Perhaps I am just feeling lonely, and when reliable, repeated company is restored, these thoughts will vanish like mist in the hot sun.

I really do hope so. I would do anything for certainty. So I thought about fog that inflates like a mood, blows like a thought, colorless -- save for the pale, bright color of rain or wind -- without regard for time or gravity. It is like a cloak, clapsed by clouds that block out the sun. It is the breath of a herd of deer, frozen in the cold air, and moving in waves as they breathe.

After a time, it occured to me that things are not right: nothing was moving right save the fog and myself. Once or twice, I leave Lemon to go look at deer that are running in place, or standing perfectly still. I knew I am trapped in the place between dreaming and waking, though I felt well awake. I began to panic a little. I wonder -- wondered -- if this is the way of the twin gods to make me face my thoughts, my fears, my doubts (and they are all one in the same now.) Even the trees, who chatter faintly as a raindrop backdrop to my own thoughts, were silent as the dead.

I am cold; that is what I told myself as I shivered. I am just cold.

I couldn't stand it much longer, after that, and left.

More later, assuming things return to normal later today.

another rainy day!8D
(in Norway)

Name:
Gazel

Mate:
He love a fawn from Custard...


Mood:
Scared,Happy

Thinking:
H..Hello..

Title:
/

Friends: Vala,Custard,IoRez,Nevi,Maia,Cutlass,Riptail...


Gender:
Young Stag


Family:
Yori is my brother


Set:
Gazelle antlers,Gazelle pelt,Normal deer mask


Likes:
Sun,Nature,Pond,ruin,flowers

I like this not:
Night,Snow,Raining


Eye color: ###9988O


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Over my self:

I am a Gazelle Stag.
I have no family : My mother is dead. and my father is gone.
I am alone. I run verry fast!! and I love Flowers as food =P
I have long antlers. I can Fight! But not so good...
I Love run! I love the pond.
I Love playing with another deer ! 8D
But I am strong and I love deer ^^ I hope we are good friends!!

Bye!
Thanky..
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FAN ART.



THANK YOU SO MUCH!! <33

Have I forgot one?
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I dunno. I'm not feeling very loved today and I've realized that no one knows WHO Syltar is.


I want Syltar arts.
*is so unpopular*

Since last Fall, my activity here has declined rapidly. This is NOT an "I'm Leaving" piece, however.

I just think I should explain myself, since I know that I have been popping in and out of existence on this forum in the past few months.

Last Fall semester, I was very busy recovering from Hurricane Ike and making sure I graduated with a high grade-point average so I could get into graduate school. Then, I started graduate school last Spring. For those of you who have not been there, it is exponentially more difficult and time-consuming that undergraduate work. Anyone who goes to graduate school could tell you this. In addition to graduate school, I am living with my sister, so I have more adult responsibilities for keep the house than I used to. I just don’t have the time or energy to watch conversations like I used to before starting graduate school.

Given that I have this much work to do, I simply too tired and drained to add anything worthwhile to a conversation. I want to contribute, but most of the time I feel as if I have nothing to add to a conversation, so I don’t post in order to not waste people’s time. I also know that I don’t have the time or the energy to keep up with all the conversations in which I participate, so I don’t post as much so people won’t feel as if I’m neglecting them. I also feel guilty for not commenting on everyone’s forum blogs.
I’m still coming on when I can. I just don’t have as much to add, since my work takes up most of my mental energy.

I'll still check my Project Greenleaf store every day, and I'll still read private messages. I just can't make as much time to be on the forums these days.

I hope you understand this. I know it seems garbled and choppy, and it may come off as being rude or harsh. I am just telling you the objective truth of my state of being at the moment.

Take care, and God bless.

FFF

When I click my updates its going to The Priests bio for some odd reason...

THIS IS STRANGE. IM HAVING QUIET THE STRANGE DAY.

Well, it's my first day here.

I really like the concept of this game.. if it can even be called that. I think it's really pretty and unique.. something like living art if there is such a word.

I just can't... well figure out how to get out of the same area. It seems I'm always stuck around these two ruins and can't move around much besides that.

Also some of the other deer pictures on here look so beautiful and unique. I look just like a little fawn XD

I hope I can figure out how to move around a bit. Today I chased a frog

I'm bored. :B So, yeah, just post a bio link. I'll take a couple. (although techincally I should be finishing this iScrib doodle so Dannii doesn't kill me HOHO.)

[edit] HOORAY I'm fighting artblock so here's two. ;_; baw this was hard to accomplish. BUT I SHALL GET RIGHT ON THE OTHERS. Hopefully.

[editedit] I was stuck on headshots, but I managed to crank out Walter's alright. |D I hope you guys don't mine. <333

1. Sarie - Aspen+Tuna & Pevermore HAW AspTuna finished
2. Kaitlyn - Roscoe here
3. Faunet - Faunet here
4. Mrs. Halloween here
5. Snowrift - Isis here
6. Verdalas - Walter in a tutu SAKGJD here

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[center][=candara][=white][=12] A cold voice echoed in the does head. 'It didn't have to be this way....' she retorted to herself. The leaves that surrounded her face masked a somber frown as she lay still between two towering birch trees. Yet no one was in sight. They were probably all off down at the pond, enjoying themselves.

Yet Isis had fell into a deep wrath of depression. Even she didn't know why, but it was there, twinging deeper into her heart by the minute. The doe had become ill, and frail. She longed to run about in the night, but found it impossible to gain the will to stand.

A frog ambled by, stopping to look curiously at the deer, then continueing on his way. Isis looked up to watch him go, she wanted to follow him, and jump around by his side. But the aura of the dark forest condemed her to stay still as she was. Was it a memory that made her this way? A memory of the forest as it had been this way before? She thought for a moment, before drifting off to sleep.

She dreamed...dreamt of a time so much like this before. She was running with someone, someone dear to her, she could tell. They frolicked for some time, stopping to gaze at the butterflies who serenlely fluttered upon the purple lilacs. The creature came closer to Isis, it's hooves carving prints into the soft dirt of the forest. It opened it's mouth to speak, but before a word could slip from the deer's mouth, Isis awoke.