Oh, to dance with my beloved in the fireflies, the music of our hoofbeat, the beating of soft wings, the stirring of flowers, delicate as the movements of angels... Perhaps this is the sort of touch I would fight for, her pressing against my neck as we dance... Perhaps it is something that cannot be fought for.

The day started with the realization of twilight, and the fact that I lost my candles. Ah, well -- the Lightbringer's Festival will allow me to get some more. I saw Saosin and Virgil on the hill and went to join them. While I'm not sure why he was a fawn, I was very happy to see him. We sat together, snuggled close, watching the red sink into the earth like water. Eventually both fell asleep, and I considered joining them...

Until I noticed her. I hadn't seen my dear wife since my return (and oh, is that a story to tell), and so we immediately fell to catching up and nuzzle-tagging. Then I led her to the fireflies, in a patch of flowers. We danced. We ran. Our bodies swerved and dipped like those bright stars. I could not stop touching her: her ear like the tattered edge of the wing of a fallen butterfly; her soft wet nose like the ground after the rain; her warm neck ; her soft fur, gleaming in the dimmed light. We'd dance and then leap, we'd leap and then circle each other like watchful birds; we'd circle and we'd laugh and nuzzle one another. The flower patch formed, to me, a long infinity sign, and as I turned figure eight upon figure eight, chasing after her, I felt a bright infinity, and endless future, on me.

Of course, eventually someone showed up and startled my little bird into flight, and we ran into the birch forest, where I had to say my farewell.


I've seen a good many of my friends since my return: they've all done such a fine job of welcoming me home. I'm sorry if today wasn't very coherent; it's the fireflies, you see.
But I'm glad to see that things are well. I'm glad to feel back.

Whenever I try to post a comment or a reply, I recieve this error message: You have to specify a valid author.15962 Obviously, I have no problem with making new blogs. But idk what I'm doing wrong with the comments D:

Hi to all the community! I promised to my friend Renata (actually Y? Kanda because of a Fb Challenge) to post this because of the launching of her new manga Love <3 Trouble.
As the title says, is only for people who have a bit of spanish knowledge xS a good thing for practicers and who have it as mother language, better!
Here is the link, i wish you like it <333
Credits for Renata Celis!! .Vn >o< lmL

Yes...i have returned!! Sorta..not really.. i made some new characters, but keegan is still under construction. Origanally, keegy was like just for feralheart but i made him for tef too..Sam for splinters i wanted her just for TEF, but, she is a victim of FH now..muaha.. anyways, i am still NOT back but sorta am...bye now..

You know, that title sounds alot more voilent than I thought it would...
Well I enjoy writting and recently since I joined this I have ran out of idea's and just kind of babble on about random things. I have been told I should write more. Any ideas what I could write about? I've done:
~ Eras /Me/
~ Human sightings /Bree/
~ Story for remeberance of my Grandmother /Bree/
~ Tree of human birth /Bree/
~ Feeling of someone's there /Bree/
~ Stalking /Bree/
~ Let down from Friends /Bree&Rhomnia/
I'd like to do something like insanley creative? But recently, I've had alot on my mind and well my brain has methophorically speaking died :')
Thankssss
<3

Malek is sharing his brother Achai's account (freedomwriter93) until this account "grows" into an adult deer. Although he may show up as a fawn every once in a while. His reference will be updated once he starts using his account

Malek seems to have a bit of all of his siblings' personalities. He is shy, but loves to meet new deer. He often runs around the forest and watches deer, but usually doesn't interact. He is a devout worshipper like his brother, Achai, and wishes his brother liked him more. However, he cannot bring himself to be as isolated as Achai.?

People say that the Victorian Era it was black and white or golden brown. But was it? I wish I was immortal. Living an endless life, just like Bree and Rhomnia's friendly community forest. Theres a list I would if I was immortal but from a young age and maybe born about 10 years earlier...
I would ~Beginning of list:
- Support all my family and see them before they left when I was young.
- Adventured through forests, hoping to find a new, free, natural flowing lake.
- And damn many other things.
Being immortal would mean living through lots and lots of different sessions of fashion, love, era's and people. Like Jesus and his sandals. Tudor/Victorian times; Never show your real flesh. 1960's; Not different? You're mental. 1970's; Disco. 1980's; Punk. 1990's; Hippy, peace and all that jazz \/ . 2000-2010; Piercing holes in your skin and the natural distroyers, Machine. 2011; Meeeh we're just getting there But honestly, we have all progressed. For me I and other people have missed many unique, mass murdering eras. Luckly I missed the punk years so I wasn't there to be embarassed by back combing my baby hair even though the tight ringlets i used to have naturally would be pretty hard to back comb :') /They grew straighter after a few years by the way./ Unfortunetly my auntie was there, when I was born. First to hold me, Change me, See me, Talk to me, Weigh me, Check me /She can't have a child/ when I was born, I was the first girl born in the 'peace' era. But obviously thinking about peace makes you think of the hidious historic times and how we have 'evolved and changed.' My aunty, took it one step further. She couldn't just THINK about historic peace etc oh no, she had to take me, Not my brothers, me to a photographer with my natural tight blonde ringlets and blue eyes and dress me up as a victorian child. I had a dark green dress with a white bow on the side of my hip, knee height.

Go to where I am on the map. I have found the spot where you can change the colors from day to twilight just by spinning!!

Treblinka's picto: http://tale-of-tales.com/TheEndlessForest/register/pictogram.php?username=treblinka