LT: It's a long one, folks!

Today's song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YGYg0fL9dqE
Fitting song for the rain. <3

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First off, I apologize for the fact that this entry isn't going to be as upbeat and charming as I would like. Those who know me (which probably is only one or two deer, at best), know that I have two very different sides to my personality. The first part is a child-like, cheerful persona -- the fawn you see jumping over sleeping deer, skipping through the forest, and moonwalking backwards with my best friend, Seed. The other half of me is a dark and depressed soul; a very mature fawn with a dismal outlook on life. Unfortunately, it seems that the rain has brought out the latter half of my persona.

I saw Seth, again! Or, I think it was Seth. He's changed his set, so I can't be sure. The day we spent with Calanthe was such a great day. I always think of that day, and smile. But ever since then, I've been far too shy to approach either of them, again. I doubt they even remember me. But that's okay. The memory of our adventure is good enough, for me.

Anyway, Seth was clowning around with some other grown deer. At first, I was hesitant to join them. The rain has got me feeling rather lonely and shy, you see. But after watching their antics for a while, I did decide to join in their frolicking.



After that, I ran off and met a fawn with blue flowers on his head. I have to tell you, I was absolutely mad about him, for an hour or so! We raced through the forest, kicking up our heels in glee. Oh, it feels so glorious to run!



I love racing, especially with someone my own size. We took turns leading the way, circling through the forest and leaping over rocks and logs. We played on the playground for a while, before curling up in a mushroom circle to enjoy each other's company.



We had so much fun, together. I'm so looking forward to the day when I meet up with him, again! The funny thing is, I didn't even get his name. Oh, curse my shyness. I hate being so quiet and bashful, all of the time.



After all that running around, I was exhausted. I said goodbye to my new found friend, and went to sleep. When I awoke, the rain was continuing to fall. I ventured over to the bridge, where I laid to watch the deer romp around near the pond. I dozed off for a bit, with my chin resting on the rim of the bridge. I was woken by the arrival of another fawn! I discovered that this fawn was a friend of Seed's!



The fawn watched over me for a bit, as I rested on the bridge. I've never felt so safe, beneath the guarding gaze of the curious little fawn. After a while, I began feeling a bit lonely, and trotted off to find some company, hoping the fawn would join me. Much to my joy, he did.

We met up with some adult does, and did some dancing in the rain. I even did some back flips!



It wasn't long before exhaustion overtook me, once again. I sought the shelter of the big tree, and fell asleep there.

When I awoke, I met up with a handsome Starling stag. I saw him resting near the pond, and I just had to approach him, to admire his beautiful pelt. Luckily, he didn't find me to be a bother, and he actually got up to give me a bow. After that, the Starling stag and I wandered around for a bit, joined by a happy-go-lucky little fawn with blue flowers on his head. After a while, we switched our flowers for candles, and pranced around, illuminating the night.



While we were playing on the rocks at the playground, I saw these two deer sleeping. They were curled up together, snuggled against the cold rain. I watched them sleep, for a minute. And all of the sudden, I felt quite lonely. I'm not sure why seeing those two deer made me so sad. None of the other fawns seem to mind being alone. Why does it bother me, so?



I met another fawn; this time, a fawn who looked just like me! There sure are a lot of friendly fawns in the forest, today! It's a good day for making friends.



we played "mirror", for a while. I'm not very good at that game, but it was fun, anyway. I even gulped down my terror of the ruins, so we could pretend to be part of one of the tombstones. I guess we didn't get too close, so it was okay. I just hope we didn't infuriate some ancient spirit, by dancing on his grave! Gulp!



My twin and I galloped through the forest, enjoying the feel of the rain on our skin. Soon, we ran into a cluster of older deer. I gladly romped around with them, for a while. After a while, though, I began to realize just how cold I was. I began to worry that I would catch a fever and fall ill, if I stayed out in the rain for any longer. I may be nothing but a little fawn, but I know a few things about taking care of myself.

Thus, I moved to the safety of a willow tree, and curled up next to a particularly beautiful Monarch stag. Though I didn't know his name, I was too cold and wet to care. My usual feelings of bashfulness were pushed aside for the sake of survival. It's funny what happens when vital instincts kick in.

I lay there for a while, watching over my beloved home near the pond. I felt so safe and content, snuggled up against the stag's warm, soft body. For a moment, I almost felt as if I had returned to my newborn self, curled up against the niche of my mother's warm -- yet eerilly motionless -- stomach. I slowly drifted off to sleep, listening to the gentle murmur of the rain, and the sound of the butterfly stag's heartbeat thumping in tune to mine.

I miss you, mom and dad.

Lemon