Happy Valentine's Day! <3 I love every single one of you!
OOOH, include in your comment one thing you love. AND, one/ as many as you want, of your most loved people here in TEF. c: Let's spread the loooove.

Dancing, Courting, L'amour, it had never been a pleasant thing for Chopin, looking back upon his human life, which had actually become a hard thing to do, ever harder with each day that passed, as if looking through a thickening veil.

And he found that it was still not a pleasant thing, the scent of love hanging about the air like some sort of tangible mist caused his stomach to twist into sickening knots, usual gentleman-like demeanor faltering if only the smallest amount.

How many songs had been written in the name of 'love'? how many would tear their hearts out but to gain the thing known as 'love'? Operas, Sonatas, Requiems, hundreds upon thousands written for the sake of 'love' only to be discarded later for some reason or another, thousands upon millions of songs thrown away for the sake of courting.

It made him sick, if not a bit depressed, to see it, silent couples doing silent things.

He had never truly enjoyed the company of females, not in a romantic way, far too caught up in their dreams of a fairytale ending to ever see that their prince was really standing right in front of them until the end had come and gone and it was far too late.

Or more oft' then not actually gaining a marriage only to realize that they did not actually like relationships, but rather the idea of one, which made sense, for at one point or another most things did sound like a decent idea until they are but into play at which point they blacken and crumble to peices like the skeleton of a burning building or the leaves of an unwatered rose.

Not that it had not seemed a bad idea to him at one point! Oh of course not! He had courted a select few in his life only to have the men he set his eyes upon drift off like the notes of some dark nocturne to chase after a life with some woman or another.

Of course! what else but children would one ever want from a partnership!

I have been wondering about these things for ages, time to forum post. ^^

1. How do you sit on the rock on top of the waterfall? I've seen someone resting on there before but couldn't work out how to get up there.

2. Is it possible to sit at the very top of the ruins?

3. How do you move around when your sitting/sleeping? (Sit-sliding)

All answers appreciated, ^^

She has deep blue expressive eyes, she has a blue ribbon tied on her tail, she has two silver anklets on her right ankle, and she has a blue nightfall pelt and beluga mask and antlerx. she has fur along her ankles and a really long tail and has a wavy silky pelt. she wears a saphire necklace, and has fur along the back of her ears with a gold stripe along the back of her leg... she is really tall and wise, the backround should look peacefull and calm but doesnt matter wear she is...

[=10]Of course M wasn’t there – he couldn’t dance. That simple train of thought was enough to make her giggle. Too much pondwater to drink, perhaps? The woman ignored her own train of thought with one last bubbly snort, taking a quick gulp of scotch. The dance had gone wonderfully. Rut – although grinning like a fourteen-year-old, and her barely holding back snorts of amusement, they’d barely said anything the entire time, just danced. Now that night had fallen, and she’d returned to the human world, the thought of it was entertaining. Not to mention the warm feeling that had followed her to her human home.

God, I feel great. Gonna make tomorrow a lot easier. There were things she had to take care of, but not yet. Decisions were best made at the opportune moment.

“God, I feel like I swam in beer.”

Barely surpressing a laugh, Tuna turned around to glance over her dance partner, stumbling through the unlocked door. It took him a moment to take in her appearance and stop. After all, in the Forest, dresses didn’t exist. It was only after she withdrew that the thing had appeared on her person – soft and white and huge. Pretty great. But anyways. Rut stared, finally grinning widely. “You look smashing.”

“And you look drop-dead gorgeous.” He’d decided to put on a suit for this, it seemed, and to hell with her if he wasn’t easy on the eyes. The blonde man grinned lopsidedly and moved a little further into her living room. “Hope you were enjoying yourself as much as I was,” he continued jovially. “Everybody else sure was.” Tuna flicked her hair out of her face and slid off the kitchen table, her bad leg for once feeling quite well. “Oh, yeah. I haven’t had that much fun since that time at the shooting range with Cybil.”

So good – so good- I got you – the music floated around her apartment. Rutilus made his way over next to her and leaned against the table, snatching the bottle of scotch from her with ease.

today i saw a valentine.... he offered me to dance.....i didn't know he was light on his feet....for i saw him prance.... lol poetry... anyway um, he had a ball dance mask, BZD antlers and the nightfall pelt.... he was pretty handsome to....i walked away he got me back.....does anyone know who this handsome fellow is?