that describes you. only one word.

tell me.

The Endless Forest is a dream coming true for a little fawn named Luna.
After months of imagining fields of green grass, ponds with clear water and magical fountains, the Endless Forest appeared to be much more beautiful then in her dreams.

A long time ago, a small family of deer parents and a little fawn started a long journey in a search for a place called the Endless Forest. No one of them knew exactly where this place would be, but they kept dreaming about it like a vision. They followed the sound of hope calling in their heart; melodies of a fresh waterfall, hills with purple flowers and lots of other fawns and doe's to play with.
The journey was long and heavy. The parents of the little fawn were very old and constantly in danger on the travel. They didn't made it. The little fawn woke up on a grey morning and realised that she was all alone. Her parents were gone forever, eaten by a bear or a lion. Whatever it was, the decided to wait for it to come back so it could get her also. She would never made it to the forest in her dreams on her own.
But when night came, the moon started to talk to her with the voice of her mother. The voice reminded her to their one goal in life; finding the Endless Forest and starting a new, happy life. Blinded by the voice, the fawn started to follow it and after days of walking she arrived in the forest. On her own, lonely, but happy and surprised by all the beauty and safety.

Luna, named by the way she came in the forest, is a modest little fawn who's just trying to make a new family and friends. She misses the company of deers who really love her and care for her and sometimes she likes to just sit near the pond and watch the deer family and friends playing with eachother like she and her parents used to do.
But she never forgets the reason why she came her; her parents still want her to be happy.

This is mine

"Take the Magic: The Gathering 'What Color Are You?' Quiz."

Another Iugulare writing...though this time it is directed to you, the reader. Enjoy

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I GOT MY LETTER FROM THE ART AKADEMY, AND I AM IN, AND I M SO HAPPY AND CAN'T STOP WRITING LIKE THIS, YAYAYAYAYAY!

"You are currently not connected.
Network Status: None.
There are currently 0 players connected."

This issue has surfaced uninterrupted for nearly four days straight.
I have disabled/enabled firewalls.
My connection is perfectly fine.
I have re-installed TEF.
I am running on Windows XP.

I dont know what to do anymore errgghhh. My whole getting into TEF to film shit is critical. But if I cant.
Then nothing happens with ravenflight. and I cant finish the plot.

I want to see if Im not the only one with this issue, or my internet is somehow affecting it.

I was smolderlng then you breathed deep
May your soul be free now my smoke is sweet

The fawn cried out in exhaustion and loneliness, her eyes dripping glossy tears that were beginning to wear away her skin in chapped lines. The tears were hot, they stung and she could not stop crying. Little blackened spots dotted her path where the tears littered the ground, glistening before fading in puffs of blue smoke.

Gods, the tears BURNED! WHY DID YOU HAVE TO CURSE ME, MOTHER? FATHER, WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE THIS WAY? The fawn choked, crying out to the heavens and her parents. Upset and tired, the fawn collapsed to the moss of the forest, her tears finally exhausted to nothing. Unwilling to go in to the light to replenish herself in full, Phion fell asleep in a dim ray of forest sun, slowly building strength so that she would not have too much again.

Her curse was painful, you know... She can't hold too much light at once... or she will release it and cause power to explode out of her eyes, her mind, her body, destroying anything that comes in contact with it. She knew that the powers were given to her to save the forest and its creatures, but this fumbling that she was doing in an attempt to control them was atrocious. Brush and flowers sprung up where she layed, causing the young doe to sneeze violently. Soon, the dust coated her fur again so heavily that she had to stand and shake it off, gold pluming around her like feathers. And her head itched.... her spine itched... little spikes grew like pins from her scalp and spinal-area, itching and becoming longer by the day, starting to rupture as she rubbed them on trees and showing soft down.

Feathers were a pain.... life was a pain.... being a God-Child was a pain....

another tiny cry sounded, frustratedly echoing through the forest's loneliest parts.

I just recently decided to make another character. Her name is Ignaciaqua, which is actually two names combined together- one meaning fire, and the other meaning water. I'm currently making a bio for her, which will clear a lot of things about her up.

Anyways, Ignaciaqua is a dragon, so I try to make her look dragon-ish. She can change into two types of dragons (once again the bio will clear this up), but since she will be a fawn/baby dragon for a month, it'll be quite difficult to change, so I'll make her stay as one type of dragon for now- a water dragon. So I need the green scaly pelt (whatever it's called, help me out Honeyfur! lols), the beluga mask, and the antelope horns. She'll be waiting at the pond, as a fawn (hey that somewhat rhymes).

So I noticed that bandwaggon fluttered by again. I never jumped it before, but I've always been somewhat curious...

So, what exactly do people think about some of my OC Derps. (Not the fan-derps.)
Note I actually have a lot more than I'm listing, but they've been inactive so long that I'm certain no-one would remember them.

Zergarikiaka - The Happy, Hyper, Random ball of hyperactivity.
Mar Sart - The shy genious.
Darkweaver - The Cursed Demon.
Laghodessa - The Fallen Angel/Murdered Doe.
Archelius - The Nomadic Necromancer.
Spill - Madness Incarnate. B|