Vent-rant-blog, not gonna be cheery.

Cheer up, lovelies! :3

The tiny fawn woke to cold breezes across his fur, and blinking the sleep from his eyes, saw white crystals decorating the forest around him. It was snowing in the forest, the first of many as winter came closer and closer... but unlike most fawn, the sight didn't excite him. Instead he sighed, heaving himself upward, and started off in search of a drier place to sleep til the snow passed on.


This was the first snow Sionnach had seen since his mother had gone... the season didn't hold pleasant memories for him, though he did remember the human family that saved him with fondness. Even they had left him though, in the middle of the woods to wander off on his own once he was old enough. He understood, in a way... humans and deer were not meant to be friends. And besides, he still had to find his mother. She had to be out there somewhere, and had to be looking for him too. It was the only option he'd accept of the many things that could have happened that night. She had just gotten lost, and he wandered off in search of her before she found her way back. It had to be possible, right?

As he walked, he looked around him... he saw young ones surrounded by their elders, or followed closely by their parents while they ran through the woods, jumping and playing in the snow. Were his really gone forever? He had no one to call his in the whole forest?

Unusually tired and pensive, Sionnach finally sat beneath an old oak, protected from the weather by its giant form. He watched a group of fawns bounding around the stones and between the trees, elder deer sitting or sleeping nearby to see to it that play-sparring stayed that way. Normally the temptation to join them would be impossible to ignore... but as he curled up beneath his sole guardian's massive branches, he decided all he wanted was for the snow to stop.



Story that popped in my head when I saw it was snowing in the forest. Sorry if its not too great. o_o

So a while ago I came across some site that had a bunch of old TEF pelts. So I was wondering two things. 1) Are there even really old pelts? Or was it just fun with photoshop? 2) Anybody got a link to it?

saw these floating around again and remembered it was fun<3

Well, I am just here expressing my opinion on bullying, and how it scars people.
At my school, it is International Bullying Week, as well as in many other schools. No I am not in elementary, I am a teenager, just wanted to state that.
We got a presentation on bullying, and how so many people have been hurt so badly and even tried suicide. A mother there came to talk about her son, who is now dead. He was shoved into lockers, punched, kicked, mocked at, and even given a blood clot from an attack to his groin...

Bullying is not right, it is completley unacceptable. It even happens on websites like these, as I have seen rants that lead to links on what happened. It has happened here, and perhaps it might happen again. I have been bullied, but not to those serious extents. It hurts...real bad. I guess I could share one of the short stories of mine here...

I am very petite in my size, thin body structure. Not tall, average height I would say. I hate the word skinny, it just sounds repulsive and gross to me. I get called that a lot, which I do not necessarily like. I know I am small, but I eat alot, it is unbelievable. I have very high metabolism like my father, so I never get fat. I guess it is lucky, what some have said, but sometimes I wish I wasn't thin...
One time some people said I was anorexic, which is NOT what I am. They continued to call me that, and this one girl came up and told me I was that, someone who was supposed to be my 'friend.' It hurt so much, I got insanely frustrated and sad. I told her I was not that and I left, leaving her and what seems to be the world behind. I couldn't even laugh or feel joy, I was overwhelmed by pure sadness. My self-confidence lowered as a result of that, I felt like an alien...
She ended up saying a truthful sorry to me, but I can never look at her the same way as before.

HEEEYYYYOOOOOOOO.

Sorry this is obscenely late. 8<
Uhhh I suppose it'd be helpful to suggest some things I'd go crazy for. Although anything you send would be FRIGGIN' SWEET because I love getting boxes in the mail regardless of what's inside. It's a sight you should see, really. Tape and box parts flying everywhere and I'm tearing into it Witch-style.



ANYWAY.

Anything relating to my deer derps is cool.
You can find their bio pages here:
FLEDERMAUS
MASQUE
DESANM

Any and all fanart is great. c:

Aside from that, your options are pretty open.
I like anything relating to the following:

- art/design/illustration
- prints/posters/lithographs
- postcards
- skeletons/day of the dead
- zombies
- gadgets/toys
- unusual or quirky stuff
- the 50's and 60's
- Valve games
- books/graphic novels
- Guy Ritchie and Quentin Tarantino movies

Here's some web stores that have a lot of stuff I like:

Thinkgeek
Etsy
Valve store
Maker's Market
Chop Shop
Threadless
Hu2

Anything you'd think is awesome, I'll probably think it's awesome too. 8D
Good luck!

notes: Christmas-cold- snow ect- fog-church, mystery, sadness, forgotten past
Ghost Monks- candle- chant (louder nearer you get)- procession areas through?
Forest- no moo silence. Perhaps twin god stood on alter to welcome them??


::Christmas in the forest::

The forest is filled with mist
Not a sound to be heard
No Birds
No beasts
Through the misty silence the sound of distant chanting echos softly

They appear at the twin statutes a line of dark cowed ghosts, like whisps they glide
Walking in time
There voices chant and ancient hymm. Hymm of peace of truth of vertue.
Lost within these timeless mists
Down past the pond they walk
Across the bridge they walk
The moss glisten with drops of water
Shimmering
Sparklling
the chant continues.
There is no more time to stop and stare
No more time to admire and care
They step on through the beauty. Heads bent low,
Chanting the hymm
they only know

Through the dark forest to the ruins they walk.
Only chantting they never talk.
Their once safe home
Their santuary
Place of meditaion, peace, prosperity.

Once at the ruins they circel them twice
Once in respect
Once as in life
Before entering the chapel there they chant two more verses..... Then...

Time returns

They Fade away. leaving the forest to it's silence.

Inspired by the mystery of the forest.... what happen to them??