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Evil.

What is, evil? can you, touch it? define it?

by the dictionary evil is, and quote;
Morally bad or wrong; wicked:

But, how does one define, Morally bad, or wrong, how does one, define, wicked?
Evil is, as held in the eyes of any beholder much like beauty, no one man or woman can define, evil, because, evil is different to most everyone.

Who are youz?


Sorry you can't see the pictos very well. Ice was the doe and she would like to know who the stag and fawn is cause she had a great time with them x).
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Return to Nature - Story I

Return to Nature Index

You sit comfortably, closing your eyes and wondering what tomorrow will bring. You soon forget your worries, and your surroundings seem to disappear.

When you open your eyes, you find yourself somewhere else. You sit up, looking around to see a strange new place that seems familiar. No longer are you in a room but rather a great open plain. The wind brushes past, and the warm summer sky shines on you. You are slightly blinded by the bright reflection of the sunlight on the strands of golden grass that fill the place. You notice a thick treeline circles the area, and you begin to think that you are dreaming, but it seems so real.

You walk farther down where you had first awoken. There, you hear the sounds of birds above, flying off for their own purposes. You stop and listen to them, the fluttering of their wings and their calls to one another. It reminds you of something, but you can't quite remember.

You keep walking, finding a place that had been cleared. A small fountain is there, in the center is a statue of a stag, standing upright and looking off to one side. You notice the fountain is not flowing, but it is worn like it had been before. There are other things there, stone benches, and vases that used to hold flowers. It seemed that this place was built for a special purpose, but it seems so out of the ordinary.

You feel like the stag is staring at you. His eyes seem to point toward one of the benches, and you decide to go sit on it. There, you notice a pebble sitting there, but it is shaped strangely. You pick it up, and upon inspecting it, you are startled to notice that a symbol is etched into it - one very special to you.

A pictogram, the name of a deer you have created. You rub the stone curiously - it feels authentic and is cut deeply.
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hello ^^;

wow, it's been a really long time endless forest. I'm not sure how many people know me here anymore or how many even noticed I left. ^^; All I can say is that there are many of you I have missed a lot -more than you can guess- during my extended vacation and it would be so great to be able to talk to you guys again. If anyone's wondering where I went during my vacation or why I left the community in the first place, I'll just say that I am not the most socially active person in the world, and when I went I thought I could just leave everything behind. I was stupid to assume that. The friendships I made here were ones that I missed dearly, but even when I wanted so desperately to come back, I felt I couldn't or maybe even shouldn't.

While I was here I contributed very little to the community. My writing was okay at best and I felt my drawing talent was too amateur to offer anything of value to those who done so much for me. All I was doing was taking and taking with too little to give in return. I'm going to try harder this time though. This time, my writing has improved as well as my drawing ability (I hope). Perhaps this time I wont feel so much like a parasite. DX

So....with that over with I'd like to say that I cant wait to get involved once more in this beautiful community and I'm eager to hear about all the things I have missed! (any news is welcome!)
*help me out! D:*

New (or relatively new) members, if you want to just pop in and say hi and let me learn your name that would be awesome.
Old friends If you respond to this I cant wait to get back in touch! (neither can Safear)
And to the rest of the community, I hope my return isn't too awkward for you all. (apologies in advance ^^;)
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An idea for a story series

Heya peeps, I was really inspired by part of Ted Andrew's Animal Speak book. There was a part where the writer tells a story that involves the reader - they fall asleep and go to an imaginary world where they meet their spirit animal.

Well, I had an idea based on this - several short stories where you, the reader, experience a similar dream. Each story would be a little different, but I would consider it to be the same 'world'.

Perhaps one time you find yourself in a snow-filled forest. Maybe you go to a hidden beach another time. Maybe there is a secret meadow.

Each story would also feature someone very close to you - your Endless Forest deer. Sometimes your deer will ask you a question. Other times maybe there is danger nearby. The ideas are endless.

I was thinking about maybe writing a story once every couple of days or so, or maybe once a week. I'm always open for ideas and suggestions, but I wanted to see what you guys thought before I started this project. I haven't come up with a name, but I've had a few ideas.

First attempt here. I have "Return to Nature" as a tentative title.
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Poltergeists Diary 13 - All of your support...

Poltergeist


She is:

Started labour.
Nervous.
Grateful.


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Sorry me, Jester! T.T

I had a lot of problems with my internet at my house, and i can only enter there at my school...
When i get my internet again, i'll send katara00176 to post for u a lot of sketches of u! - Katara

Got already 3 sketches!

And also i'll post other sketches about the other Katara's friends! So be ready!

##I have stars in my eyes##(Josophine)

Josophine

I was told that


I have stars in my eyes



A soul in my heart



And an angel in my voice


Human~My name is Josophine,and I currently live at the Opera Popular.It is said to be haunted by a phantom but can a phantom sing sweet melodys.I have heard his songs once in awhile
and to me they are more than beautiful.I work as a dancer often upstaged by the lead soprano La
Carlotta.


My age~18


History~~~My father died at a young age,leaving my mother to care for me.Those years are painful to talk about.These days at the opera have been the best.

(There will be no Christine in my story)


by RevMarilynMorgan


As a deer~ On my lower back I bear a scar.I know not my age for it seems pointless to know





Think of me fondly