Day 3 [?]
I'm awake again. No dreams that I can remember, but I can't remember a lot. I like the darkness, though. It's quiet. It's peaceful.
But now it's light.
I don't mind light either, but I want company.
I find it.
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So much blood...
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Not from me. No, they wouldn't hurt me. Everything's red, it seems. Reed is red, the big one with the big red antlers and the stripe down his side is red. So much red. But it's okay.
I know they're just pretending. They're really okay.
So I won't be scared.
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She calls herself Rice. I touch those dark green feathers she wears, that smooth skull. I wonder if it's hers. Where did she get it? Where did it come from? Why does she wear it? I don't want to ask those questions, though. I don't need to.
It's enough that she accepts me.
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Something's wrong, and I think I know what. Reed's coming back. They're all standing, stiff, staring. They don't like Reed, but I do. As much as I like them.
...But they think he'll hurt me.
They keep me away from Reed.
I want to go say hello, but they won't let me. They don't want me to touch him, like he's some kind of beast or something. But I know he isn't.
He leaves soon after, but he's still around.
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Rice wants me to follow her. The group is moving, but I...I'm not sure I want to go. I know I can't have it both ways. Reed can't come with us.
They're waiting for me. She's waiting. Somehow, I think Reed might be waiting too.
I hate decisions. I always wonder if I made the right one.
I think for a bit, waiting, hoping. Reed doesn't move.
I go to Rice.
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Laruna. I feel safe around him. I feel calm.
I still want one of those pomegranates, as he told me they're called.
I keep looking at them, those red, round fruits hanging from his antlers. How does he grow them? Why do they grow? More importantly, can I have one?
But I don't ask those questions.
Instead, I just hope that one falls, so I can see what they're like.
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Laruna likes spells. I like spells, too. We play with them, changing our voices. I like the bumpy white one. It makes a sound like something underwater, some strange creature. It's a pretty voice, but it's still a visible mask.
Laruna turns into a doe. Maybe he's a little like me?
Maybe, maybe not.
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A new deer joins us, and she's really nice to me too. I don't feel so divided anymore, when everybody is together. We play masks again. They're all so different!
But then she sits down and I'm suddenly alone in the forest.
I can't hear anybody. The forest is dead silent.
For a little while, I wonder where everybody went, or if I was the only one who left. If I left, where am I? Can I get back? Is this forest any different from the other one?
I don't ask those questions.
I just go to sleep.
What a brilliant blog! With
(I hope the Rut season won't be too overwhelming! I'm new to the whole thing myself. I wasn't aware it go so violent so early on.)
Haha, thank you. I've been
[Hopefully not!]
{Aletheia}
I really enjoy reading about
By the way, when they were dancing earlier... my deer likes to bow every now and then while dancing. It's sort of like those old dances where the partners bow to each other. My poor Rune must put up with my love of costume dramas. ;D
Aw, thank you, Laruna. I'm
I thought so. How awesome!
{Aletheia}
Pomegranates... I like them.
I have to agree with this one a lot. All over the place.