To fly like a bird would be captivity; trapped inside a gilded cage at the whims of greedy humans that sought to ruin what the Mother had created. But to fly as a dragon - a spiralling, chaotic death that appealed to him, to the ill-fated poet and artist whose ending would no doubt be untimely. Such was the way of the artistic world.

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Biography of Unduetu

Interaction with Unduetu

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Now entering the night-world.

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This might be a little much to ask for...buuttt i need yet agian someone with the older version to help me x.x


I wanted the Black as night pelt & i dont know how hard it is to get it so if nobody wants to then im fine with it. I havent seen one deer on the Endless forest with the pelt so i assume its difficult to get...but if some nice person with the older version would like to take their time and help me with it then that would be great :U

- Blue

Dear Deer Misaki, and his owner SpiritGhostLover ,

I Think Masaki and Eyebright enjoy this moment. In the beginning, Misaki was a bit shy and maybe a little scared, it's impossible to know why, but perhaps he is shy by nature, or maybe Eyebright and other big deers are a bit scary? Well, now seems that he feels more safe with my deer Eyebright, so I hope they can hang out together another day! I hope you can forgive that Eyebright sometimes lie down and take a nap, but I have a bit busy with some homework. I hope you see this message. See you in the forest ?


Love from Knoldespark and Eyebright.


PS I also hope you can understand what I've written, because I am not always good at English.

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Chapter 1
The Reavel

LightBringer walked sadly through the forest, his head dropping close to the ground. He had found Natali in a coma, bably wounded. Light staggered to the pond to take a drink. He jumped back when he saw his eyes. One green, green as the green of bright green grass, the other yellow as the rising sun. "W-Why???" He ran back to sleeping Natali. Being around her always cleared his head. He lay his head down and thought. A pier ing noise screamed through, and everything began to swirl, like if you crushed a bunch of thing together to make paint.

He found himself in a strange world, full of mixed events. He saw something tear into Natali, her head hitting a jagged rock. He saw even before that, to when Natali had healed a fawn. He awoke with a lurch. So this is MY power...to see the past...With this....I shall call this ability the Temporal Peirce... he looked down and sniffed for clues of what attacked her.