[=10][=gold]“It seems I have much to think about and a short time to make a decision.

It’s not a decision I wish to make, but it seems that I must be the one to make it.

I will make no finale decision that much will be left to another, but I must come to some sort of conclusion first.

I never thought I would have this problem, but it seems that now I do, and I must deal with it. I have put it off long enough. It needs to end before it can hurt anyone…me…. any worse.

I guess I should start at the beginning to help myself piece it all together.”

If I had to say I had a true first love I would say it was The Collector. I still am unsure if he is fully aware
of that fact.
It’s difficult to explain why I developed a love for him..most would say it was completely crazy.

I think it was because I could always see more to him than just a mask collecting monster.

In fact I never saw a monster at all.

To me he was just a passionate misunderstood deer and I wanted to get closer to him.

I Just wanted to show him that someone cared.

I wanted to be his friend.

It was shortly after I earned his respect that I realized I had feelings for him.

Then I heard about a great ball that was to be held.

I wished so badly that he would ask me to go with him.

I did not get my hopes up though for I knew he would not be fond of the idea of dancing with a bunch of “worthless” as he calls them.

He did not ask me.

He just disappeared it seemed. I searched for days.

I was certain he was gone forever.

My heart had never hurt so badly in my life, but I never gave up my search.

Right before the ball was to start I spotted a lone stag sleeping by the pond under the willow tree.

He was mask less and wore the kirin pelt and antlers.

I looked closely at his face; even though he was sleeping he looked unhappy.

I continued to study him.

These are my tears
That I have shed
They flow like the river
This is my out stretched hand
Waiting for some one to grasp it
And never let go
These eyes of mine see many things
But have yet to look upon your face
Or perhaps I have seen you
But we were not yet introduced
These lips are waiting
For your gentle kiss
My arms longing for your embrace
This is my heart
That some day I might give to you
I long to hear your voice say I love you
And I will never let you go
I long for all these things
And yet I dont even know your name
Or who you are
I just wish you would find me fast
Because I am longing for love.

Looking in the mirror
I see my reflection
It looks different
Not the same as before
These changes that have occured
I am curious as to know
How they came to be known
This person staring back at me
Is not the person I once was
And yet I can still detect her prescence
Hiding under the layers
This new reflection does not please me
So why am I surprised
That I have thrown a stown at the reflection
Breaking the glass
I smile
For I remember this girl
And she is slowly coming back
For we have many years of bad luck to face
But Im least back to the way I once was
I can wash this make up off
And return to normal
At least my normal any way
So thank you dear mirror
For letting me see the error of my ways
Your curse you have set upon me
Will be a blessing.
Now that I can raise my head with pride
As I walk these streets
That I call home.

Just now I found myself high above deer! Like I was flying!
I think all I did was run and hit my 'h' key a lot and I stayed in the air!

I thought it was kind of cool (:

I write this in the hope that he will come back and see it soon. I'm not sure if it's better or worse than the first I wrote, though I may well mean it more. Iaurdagnire is a good muse, though.



((This is a Seed's Poetry corner response to Dag's story Spring II. Thunderclap. If you want to read more of Seed's poetry, the index (including the link to the poem he mentioned at the top) is here.. ))

Hello everyone! I got a bit bored using just one deer, so I decided to make a new one!

Because of my love for fawns, this deer is going to stay a fawn.

And her name iiiiis.. *drumroll*

Sierra!!!

Please let me know if you have a doe named this. I may change it, if your an active user anyways. Otherwise there isn't a use, isn't there? ^^.

**Bio coming soon**

Thanks for listening!

Hi! I've been getting really confused. When I first start the game, every thing is all nice and shiny, and pretty, and summery. But after I run around for a few seconds, fog rolls in at record speeds! Is it because its winter? I'm just wondering why there's all this fog... It makes every thing all so depressing.....

And this is where I will be announcing online/offline status.

Link; This

currently; Offline

Music will be being played, so if your speakers are up, careful |D'

Planned drawings;

I don't know, lots of stuffs

other things?;
I dunno, musics, robot unicorn attack.

While venting is good, counting your blessings can have a positive effect on your emotions as well. I'll start:

I'm grateful that I found such an awesome game and community.

I'm grateful that I have been able to find time to do artwork.

I'm grateful that I have a roof over my head, food, and a place to sleep.

I'm grateful that I have pets to keep me company when at home alone.

I'm grateful that I am able to attend graduate school full-time without working.

I'm grateful that I have come so far in my studies.

I'm grateful for my sister, who is allowing me to stay at her house until she gets married.

I'm grateful for the friends I've met here.

I'm grateful that I can procure food relatively easily.

I'm grateful that my parents are still together after all these years.

I'm grateful for divine mercy. Lord knows I'm not an angel.

I CAN GET IN FOREST AGAIN