On a beautiful hill in the country lived a young oak tree. This tree was planted several years ago, though the humans who planted it left the land in search of better opportunities in the city. The tree had a few happy years, enjoying the spring and summer, then having a beautiful autumn and surviving the winter. It was steadily growing here, the ground was fertile and the land was lush and giving.

One autumn day, a group of local kids found the tree on the hill. They were not respectful to Nature and found cruel ways to have fun. The kids decided to pick on this tree, breaking off it's beautiful limbs, cutting deep into it's trunk with pocket knives, and even using spray paint to write terrible graffiti all over the tree's body. They did not know the damage they were doing, nor did they even care. Trees don't have feelings, they're not really living. They're just things put here for them to destroy in their boredom.

They would never realize how wrong they were. The kids rode off on their bikes, leaving the tree behind. They would never come back to this tree again, but instead would find other trees to wreck.

The tree clinged to life. It had lost many of it's limbs, making it difficult to gather sunlight. It's roots were cut and stabbed repeatedly, a few of them unable to pull nutrients from the soil. The paint that covered it entered deep into it's body through the deep cuts, poisoning and killing it from the inside.

The tree died that afternoon, no longer the beautiful gift of Nature it was, but a grave sight of death. The remaining leaves fell from the top of the tree, and it rose from the hill much like an obelisk...much like a tombstone.

A few months passed, and during the early spring, a young doe approached the dead tree. She saw the deep gashes and strange markings that covered it, and she began to cry. "Oh my friend, what have they done to you?", she asked.

The gently breaze made her smile as she lay in the garden.But this was no ordinary garden for it was the garden of the Goblin King.Sierra, lay on her back with her eyes closed bathing in the sun.
It was an odd day for she could not hear any of her goblin friends,an unusual thing to say the least.Sighing she sat up and shaded her eyes from the sun.Hoggle appeared only for a moment before going into the castle.Standing she brushed some grass off her dress,one thing some would not approve of would be the fact that she was barefoot.As an embassador for the Goblin Kingdom one would think it indecent but she did not care.He doesn't love you those words whispered in her ear.I know she admitted her voice was feint.She knew this voice it was the labyrinth.
"I haven't seen or heard from him"she admitted
"Foolish girl"it said sympathetically
Sierra closed her eyes and then opened them sharply"Don't give me your sympathy,for I know it is not sincere"
"Dear child it is sincere,but he wants to keep you only because if you leave his social being will be deminished.Is that any life for a young girl such as yourself?"
"Regardless of right or wrong it is my decision,"she smirked slightly
"Even the almighty spirit of the labyrinth can not weild the heart to make decisions such as these."
The spirit laughes"You are wise beyong your years,I did well in choosing you,but still be warry of the heartache that might follow."


"I know but till my heart finds piece and the answer it's searching for I will stay."
"Perhaps my dear but,be prepared to meet someone at noon in the stables,he shall accompany you today on your ride.

"Who is it?"she questioned
"Now my dear that would take the fun out of the surprise."
"Labyrith "sierra repeated but it did not answer.

I feel like the Goblin King popping in and out of this site lately.* Dannii knows lol*
God the rps we had brings back memories.

Any way the reason I haven't been here was a couple weeks ago I broke my fourth metatarsal in my left foot.I can't dance,or really do any stenuous exercising for awhile.
And also my grandmother went back into the hospital and was releases Wednesday.But as of yesterday she is back in the hospital.She's complaining of pain in her chest and neck,but the doctors are not coming up with anything.She had a stroke in December,which is something the is wighing heavily on my mind.Between this,school,and other things I neglected Tef.But I have come back ,and hopefully you'll welcome me back.


I come to you
In this trying time
Seeking friendships of old
My friends
I am not as strong as I was when I left you
Let me cry on your shoulder
And release this fear
That's been caged in my mind
I missed you all so dearly
I feel so week
But memories of the past
Lead me to believe
You'll help pick me up
And give me strength
That I so dearly need

o the cliche title!

Sometimes I get so lonely
Can't tell the moon from the sun
Babe, don't you leave me now
We've only just begun

Turn my world, upside down
Combine the wrong with the right
And baby! You gonna set me down
I'm gon' be here every night!

No more staying out in stables
No more lyin' in the meadow
I won't give you no more grief mama
I'll tell you no more lies

I've been workin' on my feelin'
An' the empathy is risin'
I won't give you no more trouble, love
I'll let you in my life

You gotta send me a message
Or maybe a telephone call
Down the river of dreams
That's all I want from you, that's all!

'Cause I've been cryin' at night
And the wind's lost my sails
And your essence is fadin'
From my silver-plate rails

Yeah sometimes I get so lonely
Can't tell the moon from the sun
Baby, baby don't you leave me now
Oh we've only just begun!

Turn my world inside out
Combine the right with wrong
And baby! You can set me down
We'll play our lonely song

You're complex as my Shangri-La
Behind my paper curtain
You hide yourself and then you fall
Into the deep uncertainty

Think you know you're not the only one
That sits alone at night
And wonders if the lonely song
Was ever really right

So I'm gonna send you a message
In a bottle down the river
I'm gonna hear your sweet voice again
And make your body shiver

'Cause the wind has picked up again
It carries us far
You know you're the only friend
I'd trust with my heart

Yeah, sometimes I get so lonely

Sometimes I get so lonely!

Sometimes I get so lonely

Darlin' we'll play our lonely song

He flicks his curled tail
And gauges their reaction
Wonders what they must think of him
For being so open with it

She took a part of him with her
And left some of her soul
So that he might be able to return
To where they were

The beast retreated when she left
And locked itself in Sorrow's slumber
His malice greatened
His heart grew weak

He took her garment and drew a breath
Of memory, sweet dusted fragments
Days spent solely with her
Encased in a warm embrace

The beast shrank into his soul
And let the present take control
But the present was himself
And he could no longer hide

The beast felt incomplete
And snarled in misery
For he knew that he completed her
But without her he could not be

Quite as complete as she

Furnace, and inferno
Melting down your colour scheme
Take apart what you thought was
Your per-son-a-lit-y

You'll never bring them here
You'll never get them too
The desert moon's nomenclature
Of bloodlust will appease you

She was a lady of good taste
She knew just what she'd be doin'
For the rest of her wild life
In a whorehouse, she sang

Hurricane, your exorcism
Frightens life from all the trees
They cut them down and bleed them
Into papier mache silhouettes

Oh she was a lady of bad taste
Knew just what she wanted
Couldn't get it in the wild when she sang
Her wings tore and she kept on singin'

You'll never bring them here - she said!
You'll never get them too - oh no!
The desert moon's nomenclature, oh
Does bloodlust never stay?

She sang 'til her wings tore
'Til the inferno flared down
And furnaced her scheme
Right outta town

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Again, having some trouble here, i comment on something the try to post it, a red error message pops up saying "You have to specify a valid author.15601" its weird, anyone else had this problem?

Short story under cut.