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Yep, it's official. Quad's 4 years old today XD


You know, someone once said that people on the internet aren't your real friends.

I beg to differ.

You are my best friends. Each and every one of you.

I've never had better, more loving and caring friends.

I've never had people to relate to like you guys.

I've never had a place where my writing and poetry could grow and be appreciated until here.

I've never felt so welcome, supported, and accepted than here.

I don't know what it is about this place, whether it's just an escape from the chaos and violence of the real world, or whether it's a community of simply amazing people, or both...

But I love all of you so much. You are like the feathers on Quad's wings, without you he couldn't fly.

Thank you all for being such wonderful people, thank you so much.

For being here when I needed help

For enjoying my writing, poetry, and events

For all the artwork and stories you have made for me

For endless love and support

And for being you.


*nuzzlenuzzlenuzzle*



And now Quad would like to say something:




"Birfday caek plz?"

I couldn't really find a forum thing on this site soo I'm just going to make this blog.
Anyways, when I play TEF it says I'm connected but I don't see anyone. Why does it say that? Did the server crash or something?

I think I have finally decided on a color for Mi.

I would like the NOH pelt on her, if anyone wouldn't mind getting it. She is at the Playground in front of the big boulder, wearing the whistler mask and gold butterfly antlers. Please let her know you are going to spell her by bowing to her, as she is scared of spells.

Picto is http://tale-of-tales.com/TheEndlessForest/register/pictogram.php?usernam...

But I will not be here as often as I was before. Sometimes. You might see me again, when I feel the urge to escape.

I got bored halfway through, so it's not what it was meant to be. |D

...why everyone seems so vague.

A silly situation, the sort of story she never wanted to be told. She didn't want her flaws, her falters, her failures put on the front page, easily read by the world.

She kept telling herself that the weight of the world wasn't her problem, wasn't something for her to worry about, but as she watched the lives being lived out around her? She couldn't help but wonder if she'd lost something in the translation of that story -

You know, the sad story she'd never wanted told to begin with.

So she stood silently aside, dispassionate gaze on the pathetic little wretches that ran and bleated around her.

It wasn't that she hated them - not really.

It was that she just didn't understand them.

Verdilac's poetry.