Transformation
June 13, 2009 - 6:06am — Bastilion
I am sure some are aware of what has occurred today. But for those who are not "in the loop" as I have heard said...
My own "stag day" has arrived. Yes, I am no longer a small of stature fawn, but a noble stag, with a great rack of antlers atop my crown. When I awoke this day, I could tell right off something was off. I did not wish to rise immediately, for my head felt heavy to lift. But I finally summoned the will to, noticing things seemed...smaller somehow. The graves that surround this stone structure...no, the ruins...seemed to have shrunk. As I was studying the area, I could not help but notice there were no longer spots on my back. My fur covering my belly seemed a bit darker as well, and longer.
I needed to confirm what I suspected! Jogging past the trees, I noticed, they, too, appeared not quite as large as the previous day. My excitement grew, feeling the first time in years, like a child again. Ironic, really.
But yes. Seeing my reflection in the pond's shallow waters proved I was right. A rare sense of joy overtook me. I had to find those I knew, to join in my celebrating. I did not have to search, however, as a stag and doe I had seen before found me. I was not sure if I had ever met them properly, but they seemed to know who I was and what had occurred, for they began to dance. I could see another growing nearer, though. A stag I know very well.
I once wished to use the strength a noble stag has in order to face this certain dark one.
But it would seem this is no longer the case, for, while they are still dark, even dark by name, I now call them companion.
It still baffles me how this came to be.
Do not get me wrong. I do not admit to liking their dark ways, nor do I partake in them. But somehow they are companionable.
Getting back to my original train of thought, though...
When he approached, finally realizing who this stag standing in the pond shallows was, I could see how this realization took him aback. I would have chuckled had I a voice. I still wonder about that. I did have one once. Though not for many years...
...
But enough on that. It can be called ancient history by now.
Once I was alone again, I gave this new body of mine a "test drive" if you will. I was curious of my speed.
My body finally matches my mind. It will take some getting used to. ...as will these antlers. I believe I almost hit a few deer upside the head with them. I will need to be more wary of that in the future...
I wonder... What causes this sudden change from fawn to stag? Is it something the Gods of this forest decided? It was suggested to me that perhaps by being brought here after my death, I have been forgiven for my past deeds. Is this another way I am being informed of that?
I suppose I will never truly know. What I do know is, I will stick to my vow. No more life will be taken my hands. ...or antlers I suppose is more accurate now.
Instead, I will do my best to protect others. Even if it means facing that which I call friend.
It is decided then.
Until I write again...
I remain, silent but heard,
Bastilion
The Priest: "Dear Bastillon.
May the light of the Gods always guide your path."
((He had a lot to say. O.o Congrats on Bastillon growing up! xD))
I am well aware of the
Though I have been keeping alert in case something occurs, so I might step in. I do not think I am in immediate danger, but the concern is appreciated.
[[ Psst. You've been putting 2 L's, when it's only one, followed by an i. But he does have a weird name, so I'm more amused than anything. |D (Bass-til-e-on is how I pronounce it.)
And thanks. =D ]]
"I trust your instincts.
((Hm, you're correct. *reads again*
[e] Looks like I can't. |D ))
*doesn't feel like switching
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The Dragonfly Deer's Biography
Pega's Forest Philosophy: "Look for Friends. Let Love find you."
"If you don't like something, tolerate it."
xD Yeah, that's what I