[=#006400]Oh, darkness, how delectable! You loom, threaten to fall on a forest still awake despite your promise! You bring before you your fire-delight-light, your tender fireflies, glowing with a desire for life, for love, to be enjoined for a moment in the twilight! I love the way your shadow changes the world, making candles glitter and glow on the antlers of deer. I like fireflies the best, though, of all the changes twilight and its sisters bring. Hence, I spent most of my day dancing among them, or just watching their movements, glittering in and out with hearts that, like mine, seek some sort of light.
I moved in and out of groups, preffering sitting down with a deer or deer to doing much else: I enjoyed some time with a number of deer, Quamar in particular.
...and another deer, too. I've never seen her before, and I suspect I never will again. Not because our meeting went wrong: but because I will see a deer at times, and never see them again. This always happens when I try to get close to a deer, or excited about one. I met her sitting alone in the birch forest, and went to join her, to see what she was seeing (I got candles around that point.) When she got up, I decided that I wanted to dance with the fireflies: because, as I said before, something about fireflies makes me feel alive.
She had to go not long after, and I left for a quick break not long later. I saw her a few more times, sitting or sleeping, perfectly still. I wandered among small groups, going here or there, sitting when I chose, and often doing so alone. I admit I was a little lonely, which I suppose is why I ended up sitting with her again near the playground. We were joined, for a while, and then left alone again.
