Your eyes see a snowy pelt and grinning face. You joker you say. You grin and smile while the rest of us suffer in hardships and quarrels. You lucky one with your soul set free. You've been beyond and look at you! So pleased and happy as if it were all a joke.
"I do it all for you. I could have any mask in the forest and yet I pick that which brings glee to the living. "
You smile at me. Silly stag with your broad grin and playful antics. You dance so well, will you teach me?
"That I will. I have learned much in my time. You have so much time to practice in confidence when you are nearing your end days and you family cannot even bare to look at you. A nuzzle and distance.
The buckled knees and cracked joints to appease the child. So young and naive he was to my condition, yet I danced for his sake. She grew distant and pulled him away when my coat began to mottled and my eyes stayed shut. Then on I danced alone. The tragic clown amusing himself for his own sake. Laughter heals all wounds no?"
You bring a smile to my face to match your own. Surely one can be so happy with the freedom? Why worry about family when you can lay in the stars?
"Why lay in the stars when there is not one to keep you company? Let me be a star, least I be surrounded by millions of my friends. Even if we not to touch I could be comforted by the warm glow of an equally distant being. Your antics tire me. As if death brings a solution to all problems. I do not ache, not but I still feel the pain and anxieties. I am still very aware of time and how slowly it now passes."
Life is short! Won't you come dance with me? It will make everything better! You always smile.
"You render me so weary. Yes, I will dance for you. Any time, every time, I will do it for that seldom upturned corners of flesh and the appreciative nuzzle I cannot feel. Are you so oblivious to my condition? A year and a half ago you would not even meet my gaze yet now you prance around me as if I were a toy. I wear my smile for you and remove it only in solitude. Would you still keep me company if I were to stop?
If I were not your clown dancing upon the heads of others and standing in the trees?
If I were not your jester, performing another parlor trick for the chuckle?
Laugh with me.
Laugh at me.
Please..just laugh and smile. Be thankful you are able to take such pleasure in life.
I am so tired, so weary of faking in vain.
No more dancing for tonight.
No more stories.
Let me rest my head in my memories.
My reflection will keep my company. "
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Today's title fittingly means "The appearances of things are deceptive"
I have not written for him in quite a while.
I felt like addressing his constant 'playful' front.
I have no idea who the hell hes talking to honestly.
I wrote it ad-lib from comments I've heard about his behavior/appearance in passing.
I've always felt there was something tragic about masks and face paint that force one to appear happy.
It is mostly the reason I chose it for his set.
He must always smile no matter how he feels to entertain
you.
Take out of it what you will.
*hugs Furfur* Is okay.
Is okay. ;.;
And yes, this was awesome.
Thanks Ocean. Don't worry
Don't worry about it, hes not sad, just seriously and contemplative.
Most people only see 'lalala I'm so Happy Grinning' in forest Furfur so I decided to 'unmask' him so to speak.
Oh good. And true.
And true.
Awww poor guy. See your
See your point about the masks though, they can seem deceiving sometimes...
"Awwwwww!! Why would anyone
I love how you used the masks as a way to hide what he feels and that its like he has painted on a smile for everyone <3<3
MORE MORE!! *pokes*
We'll see. I honestly write
I'm actually working on another piece about him, Basil, and the mate that abandoned him. It is not, however, about deer. I'm going to personify him as, what else, but a human clown.
I can't really help it. I worked in the circus for some time so it all rubbed off on me and I feel 'faking happiness for the amusement of others' is not normally something thought of.
Not to mention I need practice writing for humans.
How interesting for a being
How interesting indeed.
And yet, so few accept their healings.
Indeed an awesome piece... I
I wish i could handle words so wonderfull ^^