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The sky was dark.
And from the looming clouds above them, rain soaked the hoof-trodden ground where once blood dwelled and stained the earth. Hooves had stepped in it, and tracked it thoughout the forest. Fawns had played in it, naive that one of their own had fallen and lay in its own blood, dying there only two days ago, crying for something to end it. The community had buried the crushed frail body. But the blood remained, and the grass that grow there, took it greedily within themselves. The body had been discovered after a pair of fawns had returned to their den, blood on their hooves. Screaming, for they had seen it. The mother doe had seen the blood, and followed the trail with a leader stag to where, behold the body layed sprawled and lifeless.
....

"Ephra, Ephra!" Virgil called out to the doe. He could see her between the trees. The rain had not stopped for several days, and the present legend had been stirred amongt the crowd of disturbed deer, that it began raining the moment the fawn died...

The rain she was feeling now, on her fur, the fawn felt the moment it drew its last breath.

The moment the sharp hooves shattered its bones.

The moment it called out for help, and saw itself surrounded by its own blood...

She'd been there. She'd heard the call. She'd seen it happen, and yet she had fainted. Allowed its death to take place. Allowed that demon to end the life of a pure child. A fawn.
"What was its name?" Ephra whispered shakily when she saw the mound of dirt that had been carefully piled on top of the bones that lay underneath. Virgil came up beside her. His dark fur clumping with the rain. "Did it have a mother? Was it a boy or a girl? How old--" Virgil placed his head gently on her neck. She was still walking silently and unconsiously toward the grave. Virgil walked in front of her.

"Shh, Ephra... there is nothing you can do." He looked at her with his green eyes. Hers, a liquid brown. Her dark eyelashes just sheltering the tops of her eyes. Her gaze was so far away... so distant and hollow. He'd have to scream to get her to come back to him... She layed down there. Staring at the grave. The shriekes came back to torment her. The sickening thud of his hooves shook her heart as it was replayed over, and over and over again. She shuddered. Virgil comforted her... there was nothing any of them could do.
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Virgil had fallen asleep next to the poor doe, he could feel her heartbeat rising, she needed to rest. She was sick, and a fever had been brewing inside of her the day she had seen it.
The community called out "accident"...

She knew what it really was.

But she was one of the eldest, after all. She could be loosing it.
Virgil stirred when a rustle of leaves was heard behind them.
"Maaaaaaa...! a distant fawn cry came. Virgil's heart leapt for a moment, and his ears were pricked for any hint of more signs of a fawn... none came. He relaxed after a moment, studying the sleeping Ephra for a few more moments. His movements had not disturbed her.
"Maybe I'm loosing it." He shook his fur, and rested his head once more.

"Maaaa!" It was close now! He turned, and his heart dropped to his feet, which bolted upright. His body was stiff, and tense beyond belief. He had turned, jumped and landed in a matter of seconds flat.
It stood.
There.
Its feet caked in mud, as if it had been running miles. Its lips and chin were red... and its eyes. They penetrated his soul. Pleading, fearful, dead and wanting. Poppies were placed delecatly upon its head. The rain poured harder.
...
Vigil's heat was thumping loudly, he was waiting for the fawn to move... It stood, staring coldly into his eyes, unblinking, and even the rain didn't bother it. It was so much smaller than he, yet the fawn didn't move.
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Mother... Help me.
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Mother....! Help me.
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Mothephra....Help me!
.......
Moth-ephra! Help me!
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Ephra, help me!!

"Nooo!" Ephra's head lifted from the air. A dream. She turned her head to the side to see out of the corner of her eyes, only Virgil's standing, stiff and shaking leg. She craned her neck harder. Immediatly her tail tucked, her body heaved out a chilling shriek and she bolted behind Virgil who's stance was neither offencive nor welcoming. Hes was shaking but the fawn paid no heed to Virgil and instead, walked carefully past him to the horrified Ephra. Its eyes still unblinking, it took a deep bow, and Ephra was sure to back up, even the slightest amount. She couldn't touch it. She wouldn't touch it.

Its feet, one two, one, two came towards her expectantly. She backed up at first, and finally the fawn rested its cheek gently upon the chest of Ephra. Listening.
The echoing thump thump. th-thump, th-thump, tha-thump! The symphony of all life, that the fawn no longer felt within its own breast...

"E-Ephra!!" Virgil called out, still turned to the horizion. Passed the fawn's grave, he stood. Walking oblivious to the ghost-fawn only meters away.
It called out as if it had seen it's own mother. Its voice was hoarse, and it would cough between heaves of screaming, and calling. Virgil nor Ephra had the heart to stop its yelling, yet they wanted desperatly not to have the attention drawn to them.
The fawn ran to the demon, whos eyes widened at the sight.
He backed up, kicking and rearing. The fawn only kept coming.
"Leave!!" The stag barked, a crack in his voice showed his hidden fear. The fawn ran, inside, then exited Baal. Everything seemed to stop, save for the rain. The fawn was dead, and it was a ghost...
The fawn tilted its head, not understanding the issue with the mahogony colored stag.
It had come to ease both Ephra and Baal's pain.
There was no need for more violence.

Ephra and Virgil followed but stayed a considerable distance behind the fawn.
Virgil galloped full speed at the demon.
Cursing as he ran.
Ephra called after him.
and jumped between the fighting stags.
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Today was chilling, haunting, perfect, and almost seemed planned out. Everything we did today was flawless.
It's late here and I need to go to church but I will finish the remainder of this story tomorrow I promise! just wanting to get some of the feelings I has flowing freely now...
Darn it all, I wish I had taken screen-shots, but I was so absorbecd in every action that was displayed I couldn't even think!!
For everyone who missed the in-forest action, I hope this explains a little for you if you keep hwaring about a ghost-fawn.