What makes us an individual?

Is it the clothes that we wear?

Is it the food that we eat?

Or the things that we treasure?

What makes us unique?

Is it the path that we follow?

Is it the ideas that we build upon?

Or the vision we see of ourselves?

What makes us a paragon?

Is it the truths we know?

Is it the dreams we seek?

Or the goals we wish to accomplish?

The correct answer...





...is all of the above.

Never forget that you are one of a kind.

Don't ever let anyone stop you from being yourself.

Always follow your dreams and accomplish your goals.

And see yourself as a Paragon of Earth.

I just totally love the pic. splinters made me! ITS SOOO TOTALLY RAD! i just had to reply to that awsome WORK OF ARTzzz! anyway I was on the game and this deer was acting really weird and gave me the halloween pelt before holloween, in fact, he or she gave me the whole set to it! I really wanted to thank you for that,


THAGEE!*W* HEARTS

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another story about Sierra will go here.



I snap out of my transe and ask Jareth to repeat himself.He obliges "Sierra what's wrong?"
I shake my head from side to side laughing a bit "Wrong there's nothing wrong"I say except that I am in love with you I mentally correct myself.
He looks like he doesn't believe me I just shrug and stand with my glass of wine in my hand.
I feel his eyes watching me,it gives me goosebumbs.

I opt for a distraction anything that will take my mind off Jareth.
I spot letters that Hoggle must have delivered to me when I was bathing.I pick them up and look them over.I sigh there all suitors that are coming to the ball tomorrow.
I read some previous letters earlier this week there just backgrounds,what place they are on society blagh blagh blagh.


I feel Jareth behind me I smirk a little as he hovers over my shoulder"Nosy much" I chuckled.
"What are those" he simply asks ignoring my words.
Turning around to face him"They are letters from suitors ranging from kings to nobles etc,wishing me well and also to tell me that they can not wait to meet me at the ball."I stated simply.

I close my eyes and turn around I don't want to see his face incase he smiles, and likes the idea of it all.But maybe it would be best maybe I can fall in love to another man ,and separate myself from him.But can I fall in love with someone or has Jareth already filled that place in my heart.
I place the letters back on my desk,

Sorry I took so long. Hope it's ok (:

MidnightShadows and I are going away for a week from tomorrow, with our whole family, so we both won't have access to the internet.

Just to let you guys know (:

Brightredskies, I am sketching your Sasha from this. It has taken me longer than I expected because I tried the human face first. I could not make it work so I have given Sasha a deer face.

I am sorry that I did not make this a complete surprise but I am not sure if this picture is correct to your deer. I do not want to give you an inaccuracy. If there is anything you would like for me to change please let me know. I will fix it.


It is still very sketchy and unfinished.

The best part about being drunk is the illusion it creates.Right now I could feel Jareth's arms wrapped around me .He was comforting me.I couldn't help but press my head into his chest to hear that woundeful pounding instrument that is his heart.
The beating sounds so reall too real I look up my blue eyes shocked to see that its wasn't a dream.

But my name on his lips were such a bitter sweet moment.
How I longed for him to say it in a different manner one with love and affection,the way a man talks to his lover.
I eventually turn my gaze from him blushing that he caught me in this state,
I wipe the tears from eyes and pick up my half empty glass of wine.


"What are you doing here" I asked him chuckling trying to make light of the situation I take a sip of the wine acting calm and collected.

I was a very good actress I could sell you a knob if need be.

I turned my gaze back to him and I wish I hadn't
He was so close his body seemed to glow with the effect of the fire .His eyes god those mismatched eyes.Whether he responded I couldn't say my mind was frozen in his soul how could some one not love him.Is it a curse I wonder to fall madly in love with him and for him not to return it.