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To keep those tears at bay
And say those words of loyalty
When your heart is wrenched from it's rightful place
Slap to the face

A punch in the gut
Your energy drained
But still that love remains
It's a fire that always burns
No matter how much it rains

I reached for a star that was falling
I just wanted to put it back in place
But it burned my hands
Maybe know with the rejection on the other side
He can heal in his own time
I wish I was just pawn in place
To play apart in this game
But a pawn could never feel so strongly this way

Till the dying day
You have my heart
I watch you
From afar
Because you won't allow me by your side

You won't be forced
These reptitve words must be soo tiresome for you by know

But even if you could never love me in this way
It's ok
But my heart is forever in your hands
Foolish girl I might seem
At least to you
Please forgive me
In the future no matter whom you choose to be with
A friend you'll always have in me.

I'll burn these hands a thousand times
To keep your world from falling down.

she's happy and grace

~The Blackbird.~

We do not know, the lives of birds. In the forest, we can not see so high. The canopy extends so much farther than the eyes of a deer can. Even those of us with wings... they can not reach the top of the canopy, where the birds gather in a net of branches. Up there, they flit to and fro in the green and golden world.

How do I know? My friend, the bluebird, told me as much. That is how I know.

He told me, his feathers ruffling to catch the heat of the day, that it was brighter up there with the birds. You could see the sun, he told me. There was no canopy above him, just the blue sky we as deer only glimpse through the trees sometimes, and stare in to above the pond, but cannot reach like my friend the bluebird can. He can skim it, he says, and it feels like water. It feels like home to the bluebird in the trees. There is constant song unlike the ones we hear. It is a whispering song, interspersed with trills and twitters and the occasional squawk of upset or caw of a large crow come to tell of the activity of De Drinkplaats as he had seen it. There is always a shade of gold on the air, he told me. It is like the pollen that floats among the deer has dyed that air.

The place sounds beautiful, I think. Though I am only a deer, I would love to fly that high. Maybe I would be a crow or a white dove when I grow up, when I can keep our magic.

The birds have no magic, though, seeing as they do not need it. The bluebird told me how it felt to have wind beneath his little wings. He told me that he could sing. He told me that he could teach me to, but that he would only stay awhile, until I grew up, but not all the time. Right now, he said, that he had to fly away. I jumped up, hoping to catch him and bring him back, but my little teeth snapped down on his wing. He cried out, dropped to the ground.

I tried to say sorry, but he just would not reply... he would not wake up. No more would I hear of the secret life of birds.

Yeah, I realized this around New Years, but haven't gotten the chance to play TEF since.
I downloaded the new version of TEF, and tried to set one of my Spellsaved sets on my deer. When I started up the game, I was a plain deer...
However, I noticed there were deer with the Halloween masks.. how do they have their sets and I don't?
I tried downloading a previous version as well, but it wouldn't cooperate with the server.

Can someone help?

you took the light in my eyes
and gave it to the reaper
stole the beat of my heart
and sold it to Charon

you took my wedding ring
cast it into the river
ripped out my tongue
so I'd never tell

you bound me to you
forever and ever
a long lonely time
you carved out for yourself

we lay in the dark
depressed everafter
and I could not speak
or escape within death

whenever you smile
perhaps dare to laugh
you'll remember my gasping
and my coffin-trapped heart

When she had told him of what was to come, his reply had been a quiet 'I will deal with it'. The king had disappeared after that, and had not been seen by anyone in his kingdom for days. Despite the goblins' fear of their king, they had grown worried, and run amock in the castle and its grounds, and all the goblin villages, shrieking and wailing. 'KINGY GONE!' or 'KINGY VANISH!' or 'KINGY LEAVE!' was a constant echo, almost background noise now.

One Thousand Paper Cranes, and you may have one wish. Fore the War to be over. For there to be peace. But one thousand paper cranes are like faded petals in an inferno, consumed, obliverated by the flames of hate. Nothing can keep the warring people at bay. Not even a wish. Or can it? When a young madien folds the greif of her fathers death into the memories of her past, she is told she can have one wish. But before she can make her wish, a fire destroys her house, her village, and her family. All that is left is the burnt remains of her last paper crane, and a single wish: For the world to fall into internal sleep, until the forest and wlderness has purified the fields and rivers of spilled blood, and the animals could speak the ancient words of healing. But the language of those past had been lost for century, and only bits and pieces could be found of it. The seven spirits would bear a children one day marked by a birth born of destiny. But none of the creatures could speak the same language. There only chance to save the humans, and the aging world would be find the bravery and truth within themselves to piece togather a mystery lost in time.

The Seven Sprits:

Wolf

Bear

Elk

Eagle

Crow

Deer

Man

Forum:

Name:
Gender:
Age:
Spirit:
Personality:
Apperence:
History:
Language:
Other:

Me:

Name: Stormbringer
Gender: Female
Age: Two seasons
Spirit: Wolf
Personality: A bitter and angry personality comes from her tragic path. Like the fire that consumed the forest over a century before, a fire claimed her parents, her pack, her forest. Untrustworthy and damaged, her bravery and kindess have been smothered by a painful history.
Apperence: Her coat is a mixture of different hues of silver, white, and grey.