"Hello darkness, my old friend, Ive come to talk with you again"

Soft breaths rippled the surface of the water. The sun was shining, and koi of all sizes and colors swam merrilly, just below the surface. They seemed to swim perfectly between rays of sunlight. Brownish-red eyes cracked open, taking a moment to focus before their owner slowly stood up in the water. Cool water ran down his stone gray fur and dripped off like it would any dog on the street. He shook off for a moment, then flashing a smile and bowing to the koi.

"Because a vision softly creeping, Left its seeds while I was sleeping"

He turned and began his way out of the lake, stopping to greet the dragonflies. There weren't anyone in sight yet. He waited a moment, then continued walking on, along the side of the river leading to the lake. The voices of a few fawns gradually began to echo in his ears. 'How nice a day it must be then', he figured. He closed his weak eyes as he walked. This was a familiar path... nothing for him to trip on.

"And the vision that was planted in my brain, Still remains"

His ears perked at the sound of running water. He was close to the crying statue. Opening his eyes again, he slowly walked into the water, dropping his head. He took a long drink before stepping under the waterfall tears, letting the cool water run over the back of his muscular neck. He really didn't mind being drenched. The sun would dry him anyway. Backing away from the crying statue, he noticed the soft snore of an older deer.

"Within the sound of silence."

Was it possible? It was Cheneniah, sleeping in a nearby brush of blueberries. It had seemed like ages since he ran into Chenen last... but he dare not disturb sleep. Carefully, he edged away, finding a seperate patch of blueberriers to munch on for a while. He would be close enough to be seen if his friend woke, but not so close as to suggest he was waiting or stalking... he'd mind his own business.

"In restless dreams I walked alone, Narrow streets of cobblestone, neath the halo of a street lamp"

He sat in the blueberry patches, eating peacefully. In the distance he noticed the blurry figures of other deer in play. He also noticed Rowan, curled up on her side. Perhaps her fawn was due? He wanted to run to them, to play and enjoy their company... to cast off the slight taste of lonliness he had for the last few days.

"I turned my collar to the cold and damp, When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light, that split the night"

He was about to fall back to sleep as he sunbathed and ate, until he noticed Chenan stand and run off. He rose to his hooves and tilted his head, then resumed eating for another moment before walking off, into the birch forest. Chenan had quickly lost him, so he consented to drift in the forest. It was so quiet, but beautiful... like a portrate or vision of the sunset.

"And touched the sound of silence."

It felt like eternity, but not in a bad way, to wander the tall grasses of the woods. The sky's pidgment seemed to shift a bit. Birds sang overhead, some landing near his careful feet. It was hard to see the ground in this area... the tall grasses obscured the ground and hid any twigs or snakes that could exist. He began to hum to himself, a mellow little tune.

"And in the naked light I saw, ten thousand people, maybe more."

He paused as he heard the grasses moving. Weak brown-red eyes glanced about quickly, soon catching sight of a stag in the distance. Magpie mask, real deer antlers, moth pelt... Chenan was walking toward him. He stopped humming, and slowly began to approach Chenan, only to bow and tilt his head as Chenan dissappeared from sight again. A random nameless fawn shot across the landscape, doubling back and passing by again.

"People talking without speaking, People hearing without listening, People writing songs that voices never share"

The fawn dissappeared quickly. He frowned slightly. It was quiet again. Turning, he noticed Chenan had returned, and was now much closer. He smiled again, approching slowly and bowing in greeting every twenty steps or so. Chenan had bowed back, and looked confused. He seemed unsure how they knew eachother. Memories can be slippery... Perhaps he personally changed as he grew up. Yes, he was no longer a fawn, but he was still young, even if he was a bit taller than average. It came with his breed.

"And no one deared, disturb the sound of silence."

They finally reached eachother, the both having been cautious to approach eachother. They bowed again, and he reached out and nuzzled his friend... or perhaps aquaintance? No, he'd say friend. Time doesn't erase the past... it only causes memories to fade. There was an awkward sense... and the quiet was oppressing. Think as he could, he couldn't find anything to say beyond 'hello'.

"Fools said to I, you do not know, Silence like a cancer growth."

Chenan seemed somewhat distraught, even down... He asked why, and tried to comfort with further nuzzles. Chen turned and ran toward the playground. He followed, at a walking pace.

"Hear my words that I might teach you, Take my arms that I might reach you."

He asked why Chen was so distraught, but soon his attempts to comfort were matched with no's. Chen seemed to want to be alone... he dare not deny another their desire, so he bowed again and slipped away as Chen went to sleep.


"But my words like silent raindrops fell, And echoed in the wells of silence"

Sighing, he was alone again. He looked up at the playground, and walked to it. He climbed up the rocks and sat, looking out over the forest. He closed his eyes, drifting off mentally. He let his mind wander, to memories of less quiet times... to memories the twins had let him hold from his past life, before the forest. Such he could remember, were good times, many involving his best friend in those days... who now was his sister in current days.

"And the people bowed and prayed, to the neon God they made."

He opened his eyes again, noticing a fawn had joined him. How long had this fawn been there? He stood, and the fawn followed suit. Was this fawn waiting on him? He walked to him, and gave a nuzzle. It struck him, how the fawn was like how he was at the same age... patient. It didn't face-moo, or try to run around. Why? Instead the fawn asked to sit with him. So they sat.

"And the sign flashed out its warning, In the words that it was forming. And the signs said, the words of the prophets, are written on the subway walls and tenement halls."

'thank you, sweet fawn' he muttered. The fawn left after a short while. He smiled... yes, fawns should run and play. He stood, and wandered back to the lake, stopping in the birch forest to climb its highest hill. He cried out in the silence, protesting his lonliness as noisilly as he could. He soon hung his head and shook it, then continuing to walk. In the distance, he noticed Kinsha and Peppa playing by the river. So badly did he want to run to them and join thier fun, but he wouldn't break another's antics. He instead watched them in the distance, smiling happily, knowing Kinsha could protect Peppa if he needed to. So he walked off again, stopping by the fish to speak with them again, then to the ruins he went. He never reached the ruins, instead stopping as he was struck by an awesome beauty, greater than any he had noticed before. 'A botanic garden', he realised. He then sat, staring. Dispite the silence, it was beautiful... If only he could have shared the moment.

"And whisperd in the sounds of silence."





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self critique:
Ok, this is the first time I ever tried to write in this style... so eh, I'd like to know if there's anything I should have done different. I based this exactly on events from today... and eh, I know my spelling sucks. XD