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I could feel them watching, I could sense them all around me. A shiver coursed through my body as I crouched among the flowers, praying to the Gods that I wouldn't be seen. I could hear quiet footsteps and I held my breath, eyes shutting as I could feel them coming closer. The sounds stopped and I cracked open one eye, as unmoving as a statue, trying to see if they were still here. The footsteps faded away and I let out a sigh of relief, although my body did not relax. They were still lurking, taunting me, screaming at me and I could hear them.

I took off, running toward my second sanctuary, a place where it glimmered and a cool breeze wafted across the surface. My hopes shattered as I saw the group had migrated there and were kneeling next to the water. Skidding to a halt I stumbled, hands gripping at the dirt on the slope as I tried to get away from them, to not be noticed. I stifled a cry as I gripped a sharp rock that jutted out from the hillside, the jagged edge cutting into my flesh and I glanced back in horror. They continued their frolicking around the fire as I ran.

Finding solace within a tree, I leaned back into the small opening and watched. I could see the flicker of a fire and that gave me some hope that they would be preoccupied, that I would be safe. The dark pull of unconsciousness fought with me and I wanted to refuse, I couldn't fall asleep while vulnerable on the ground. Just a few minutes, that's all.

Do you think she's awake?

A shrill giggle echoed and I opened my eyes and looking with an unfocused gaze at a face. A face that interrupted the otherwise unbroken circle that was the opening of the trunk. I shifted in place, hands behind my back as I looked for a way out.

Do you think she wants to play?

I found what I was looking for and I scrambled to fit through the slender opening, my body nearly getting stuck and I scrambled to my feet, taking off once again.

A little fan writing for The Journal. Possible spoilers if ye' haven't finished reading what's been posted so far~
Didn't name all the boys, but they're there.

Inspired by Quad's cake story :3

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Kinsha trained in the Forest one day, honing in on his ninja skills. He hid behind trees, scanned the area, and moved swiftly and silently. On a particular day, he happened to see something odd in the middle of an open area.

A red velvet cake sat on a plate in a patch of sunlight. Tilting his head, the ninja approached the strange object, sniffing it curiously. "What is this doing here?", he questioned. Inspecting the cake, he was very tempted to taste it, but he shook his head, "No, I must practice my discipline. I will sit here and watch this cake, and maybe I will learn it's purpose here."

So he sat and meditated by the cake. He reflected on the white icing, wondering how it tasted. But he refused to give into temptation.

During this time, Marik trotted by. Stopping, he looked over at the ninja and the cake. "A cake? Is this some kind of trick?", he questioned, and approaching, he asked Kinsha, "Is this your cake? It looks quite good..."

Kinsha shook his head, "It does not belong to me, but...", however before he could finish the statement, Marik had quickly taken a bite out of the cake. Kinsha watched as the other swallowed the chunk of it and wiped his mouth with his leg. "Mmm...a little dry. Oh well...", Marik spoke, and then walked off.

The inside of the cake was now exposed, and Kinsha was more tempted to try it now that someone else had taken a bite. But he waited, now nervous that the owner of the cake would blame him for it having a chunk missing.

At this time Quad noticed the cake there. He approached and bowed to Kinsha, then speaking, "What in the world is this?" Kinsha tried to explain to him what a cake was, but he tilted his head. Looking at the strange human delicacy, his mouth watered. "Just looking at it makes me want to try some. I know this isn't mine but since someone has already eaten some it wouldn't hurt to try a little.", he spoke, and bending down, he ate a piece of the cake as well.

This is a little something I wrote when thinking back over the years to my very first friendship, and it stands in honor of that.

The Deer Who Sleeps in Water
There's something of the water about you:
something of the hills that roll like ocean waves,
that you come flying off of to hover, point-perfect, in the air;
Maybe it's the river-running water, mixing blue with staining berries
dripping like sweet and giddy wine off of your lips.

Could it be the tears of mine
that you've endured, letting them pool
into the fur of your neck, patient as a stone?

Or the water that we rest on, eyes heavenward,
floating downstream like the sticks and leaves,
laughing at the world that's pooled out around us?

No, it's just the water, still clinging
as I cling, to your ankles:
the water that you met me on that day,
ripples pooling about our hooves, the future mirrored beneath us...
The future where you were my brother,
that formed in our reflections that day.

There's something of love about you,
hidden like your sleeping-stones,
shining through the water.

((This was another incredibly bromance-filled visit to Seed's Poetry Corner. This was also a gift poem for Pega, Request Yours Today!))

I know, it is late, but here it is.

Phion: Young and Old

“It was in a dream that he was awakened. It was in a dream she had spoken to him. And it was in a dream she had given him her gift.”

((So this is my “RockHound” story. I tried to do justice to Quadraptor’s original idea but added my own vision for the forest lore and Woden’s history. This event is supposed to have taken place during the attack on Nekumbra and the deer who decided to give her aid.))

Writing response for my Character Questionnaire after getting feedback that Iugulare needed more background info. Enjoy

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The surface of the planet seemed barren. A red sky covered iron-rich soil, giving a look very similar to that of Mars.

But this planet was anything but uninhabited. Many structures rose from the ground, though very hard to see. The creatures would rise up and enjoy the surface during the night hours, and during the day they stayed in their underground cities, illuminated by glowing crystals.

Venterm was a planet inhabited by creatures made of pure viral infection. But despite their nature, they were a peaceful race. The Goxi were a race of researchers, their bodies taking the shape of various alien creatures they had found throughout the galaxy. Through peaceful negotiations, the Goxi would travel to various worlds and offer moments of peace for the alien creatures, letting them sleep for short moments of time within their infectious bodies while they learned everything they could about the new species. They often brought some back to Venterm for further research. Those who did not have a host creature they infected used crystals deep within the planet to live off of. The crystals contained the perfect elements for them to use, and often their eye color was determined by the crystal they held within.

This was a safe process for the aliens who volunteered to come to the infectious world...that is, until they met Iugulare...

One of the Goxi walked into a chamber where many of the research aliens were comfortably held. They consented to the research and slept here, having beautiful dreams created by the infection as it entered into their brain.

(Important plotline entry, continuation from Phion and Iugulare's meeting: "Inside....Innocent....Easy Prey.........."

*Note*
This takes place in the poppies at roughly (-56,99) on the map... a place I call Aureia's Garden. This area has all kinds of flowers and saplings and trees.
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The Endless Forest

Haunted

{ The Journal; }

The cookie.

A Cake in the Endless Forest (shortstory)

Seed's Poetry Corner: The Deer who Sleeps in Water (For Scape)

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.:Phion: mikroús kai megálous:.

Woden's Transformation

The Beginning of Darkness (Iugulare's Origin)

Inconsistency.