I would like to ask if it would be ok if you lovely people can some one do a art commission of my deer form just a picture would be nice I will in return will right the one a surreal poetry bit for them and thank you all for the love and for the endless forest

the science of the deer will help the bean run jump and love the earth but when it stops and lies still the grass will grow in its love for the deer man eats the deer but the deer will eat man soon when man will stop and be still and be come the grass we eat so if your man or deer you will be eaten in the end and we will all be the grass

Will update a bit more later but look at itttt it's so niiice

Heyo everyone! I'm posting this from Seattle, going to be gone/scarce from here for ten days. On a Euro trip with my class, there's currently an 8 hour wait untill boarding. Haven't slept since last night

Yzen's story - chapter four

Yzen is walking through the forest. So wonderful. Suddendly, he hears some hooves striking the ground, tagada, tagada, tagada. A black and white deer emerges from the forest, running in the sunshine. Tagada, tagada. His hooves make him flying, he runs fast, he runs well, and Yzen doesn't know where he is going so fast.
Yzen begins to run too. He runs, following the running deer. Woaw, this speed... They run together, through the forest, without any goal. Trees, leaves, trees again... They jump over the river, running around the pond. An other deer, a brown one, with a mask, comes and runs with them. They go through the forest, jumping over the playground. Hey lazy people! Come and run!
Even the fawn with he was playing, a few minutes ago, starts to run. They are now four to run without goals, but just to hear the sound of their hooves over the floor. Trees and landscapes slide fast all around them. This freedom... It's so great! They want to run and run and run again, to the sky!
Nothing to stop them, nothing to end the race against... the race against anything i suppose. Or maybe the race against lazyness, against being tied, against the time which makes us old. They areyoung, they are free and they run through the forest.

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Yzen's story - chapter three

Yzen wakes up early. He didn't have slept for long, but he feels the power in him. Alright, let's have fun and magic.
First, he has to find out deers. Well... Hey! Where are you? His instinct says that almost 20 deers are hanging around. So... Let's find them. Oh great, here they are, right to the pond. Well, it will be easy. There are plenty of magic tricks around the pond. How about the mushrooms circles? Come on!
He drives them to a mushroom circle: one fawn, and four deers. Well, now, they... Ok, they have already understood what he wanted to do. They lay down in the circle. The two fawns are hopping and running around them. Not realy usefull, but if the magic can come with that.
Now, it's the tricky moment. They all fall asleep. Then they ake up with bright power, casting spells on the joyfull two fawns... which are changed into a raven and a bird. Woaw!
Yzen can't wait to do the same! So long to master magic spells! No matter. He runs to a flower field and takes some to give to the deers. He can do that. They all move back to the pond. Rubbing against the three, sharing anklers... He really learns magic spells! And he does it really fastly, only two days he has been in this magical forest. Maybe his parents will learn it quickly too.
Maybe they... won't come. He prefers not to think about that.
Well, he casts pelt spell now. Magic is hard to master and they all have to sleep regularly. No matter, he feels filled with energy and power. One day, he will be able to master it. And he will be a mighty deer as well as the other magic deers which walk around this forest. They all look so... proud, and royal. They own the forest as Gods. Woaw.
Yzen has to rest a lot: casting spells, then writing in his head everything he sees, and everything he does... It's a hard job and it makes him a little bit tired. Doesn't matter. He hears music will sleeping.