The thick, concealing fog of yesterday...
June 12, 2009 - 2:58am — Bastilion
...seems to have dissipated some, though it lingers in lesser amounts, as if too stubborn to vanish all at once. Still though, the cool dampness it brings to the air is no different. Perhaps felt even more so than the previous day. I will admit, I felt more energetic when it was thicker. Maybe the mysterious feel it left caused this? I cannot say. I just know that today seemed to be one of lethargy.
There seemed to be some sort of congregation at the pond, for the majority of the forest was gathered there. I ventured to have a look at what the fuss was, but found nothing out of the ordinary. Or maybe my lack of energy made it seem less exciting. Though I cannot deny the bustle of activity occurring around me. I even found myself briefly joining a dance in line formation. The music was startlingly different though! More haunting than it normally is, as if choosing to fit with the mystery of the fog.
I recall hearing of violent events the other day. Does the fog bring out the worst in some deer? I did not witness any such acts, but I am aware of the result.
I sigh.
Darkweaver, what did you get yourself into this time?
No. Never mind. I do not wish to know. I will more than likely find out the details eventually.
...
Strange, but I cannot shake the feeling something interesting will be happening soon. Nothing violent, or at least I do not think so, but...I do anticipate something.
I must ponder upon this as I end this writing here.
I remain, silent but heard,
Bastilion
The Priest: " It is good to
I like the descriptions. ^^ Nicely written.
*bows* *writes in ground*
[[Thanks. =] It's fun to write in this style.]]
The Priest: *bows back*
((Sure. Also, I agree. ^^ ))
I think I need to meet you
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Nelle Rovine
"I do not believe I could
[[He said something like that in a previous journal. Oh, and just so you know, this isn't my main account. I'm known as Pegasicorn on here. This guy just has his account separate since he's not related to my other deer at all. =] ]]
@Seed: "I believe we have
"I believe we have met just now, and are sitting near the pond."
[[Sup Seed. |D]]
True, true. I just wanted to
[eh, working on a few Seed-haiku about the thicker fog. He really wants to write about the color of the pond right now, but I can't think of anything... Mostly just sitting around, when I should be doing actual work on important stuff.]
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Nelle Rovine
The Priest: "Then know
((Aww. Yep, I saw a post that you made on that (oddly enough, right before this). ^^ And ohh, okay. Makes sense. ))
@Seed: *nods* [[ |D All he
*nods*
[[ |D All he think of responding with. And I saw. =] ]]
@ocean: *looks away in
*looks away in thought, then writes in ground* "Perhaps..." *frowns* "Would not my own God have forgiven me then? Or perhaps He consorted with the Gods of here to..."
*blinks, then snorts in mock amusement* "I seem to be confusing myself."
[[Whoa, what the Priest said is making me think that's why he's here. Interesting...especially since I hadn't figured it out yet.
Oh, and Bastilion spotted the Priest earlier. Saw him walking down from the Twin Gods, seem to back away, the go to the pond. Bast was sitting by Darkweaver at the time (he's a fawn with candles). They're sort of friends somehow. |D ]]
The Priest: "Perhaps they
((Ooh. I sense a plotline. xD
Ooh, he did? The Priest was probably backing away from Burrow. He was worried [and I didn't know who Burrow was...]. The Priest is also injured by Darkweaver (He was in the forest?! xD), so if you're near Darkweaver, watch out. o.o The Priest wants him gone. He'll also be sitting by the pond/ in it for awhile. Unlikely friends. O.o))