I just want to know one thing; Caturday, the troll, who the hell were they? I just want to know, because it bothers me so much. I'm just so annoyed by it.

I am curious if anyone would like to do an art trade with me. I would very much like to see Bowlhead done in another style. My own style is rather cartoony but if you like that sort of thing then I would like to do an art trade with you.
I can only take one at a time though. I have a very short attention span and do not think I could finish a list of any sort.

Just putting the offer out there.

Liam
Roxanne

i dont know how to change the design of my no-face deer. at the moment my deer is still a foal without any colours or special design

please tell me what to do for get bigger and change design..

greetings from germany :B

Time period 1854

They say my duty is to the farm,and that one day Ill marry.But first I must learn how to keep a house. They say the Indians are savages,but I disagree. I say they were here first. And they are somewhat wiser than us.You can call me a renegade or a rebellious girl. But some just call me Anna.
Im 16 and I live in Missouri on a farm with both my parents,and my two brothers Ted 9, and Mike 19.
We are not the only peolpe here. Some like us live in cabins along this countryside. Others live in the fort that is necessary for supplies. But the Sioux are also abundant in these parts,and they are the true people who own this land.

Chapter 1
A beginning of something Different
These days seemed unreasonably hot or was it because I was standing in ther open right under the sun? Who really new. Weeding was not a tough but a bothersome job to due. The sound of hooves pawing at the ground made me stop and look up. It was my black stallion Midnight causing the rucus. Wisping over to him I gently cooed him. " Easy boy its ok" stroking him along his neck seemed to ease him. I was curious as to what caused his behaviour but I knew the boy were fishing. And dad was gone on a trip with mom.

Puzziling as it was I soon found my answer as I looked the same direction Midnights attention was at. What appeared to be a Sioux boy around 10 was walking torwards me. I noticed a slight limp on his right leg indicating he was injured."Hello " I called out but I received no answer. Before the boy could reach me he fell on the ground. Running to him I put my hand on his forehead it was blazing. Taking both his arms I dragged him into the house,because he was to heavy to carry. I managed to get him in my bed, with some difficulty. I examined his right leg with care. Discovering something like a bullet had grazed his calf.

I don't suppose many of you remember my Anna stories I started them about a year and a half ago and they eventually faded and were never finished.I plan to start rewritting them sense I'm too lazy to drusge them up same main character and theme although some of the villians names might be changed.

For some reason I lately have an appetite to write a drama so this gives me a chance to do just that.
Anyway I just thought I'd slip this out there to any one who remembers them and wanted to read them.I would greatly appreciate feedback from those who remember the stories on what it was they like even if it's very brief.

Well it seems I have my work cut out for me.

A collection of short little pieces of writing, both TEF and non-TEF.

I want to wait until The Great Wolf RP is finished before I start this one, but here's the synopsis:

Trunks is the guide for lost souls, those who are stuck in 'limbo' so to speak. the thought i had was maybe while collecting souls to guide, a few deer ask to see where he takes them. So he guides them to a completely different realm, showing them the way leading to the other side, but something goes wrong...

Anyone interested?


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"The candle is lit..looks like the path is ready to go.", Trunks smiled. The beautiful flickering of the stone pagoda he had placed illuminated the trees and casted eerie shadows in the night. He raised his head, and looking around, he waited for the wisps to come.

It was his job to guide them to the next life. He was appointed by the Twin Gods themselves to lead those lost between this life and the next. He enjoyed the task, since he barely had a life of his own to live. He had five years to do this for his gods, before they allowed him to cross over as well.

The time was passing rather quickly for him. Already it had been more than two years. He let out a sigh, but as he did, he noticed a wisp approaching his light. His frown turned into a gentle smile and he approached the deceased, "Hello there, it's time for you to move on from this life."

Other wisps were floating by, attracted to the beautiful little stone building, and there Trunks bowed to each of them and began to speak more about the plan for the night...