[=#374965]When I woke up today I found myself all lost in this endless forest.
I noticed I had slept between two big trees who's green foliage had given me shelter for the night.
My wounds since yesterday still hurted and it took some time for me to even get up on my feets.
The stag had shown me no mercy and the marks after his sharp hooves was clearly visible.
As my mind started to clear I looked around, I couldn't hear the sound of the purling water as I was used to.
I knew that I was on the edge of the birch forest, everywhere I looked I could see small birch trees growing in the dense pine tree forest.

I turned around and started trott away from the birch forest I knew that the pond laid almost in the middle of the pine tree forest. As I finaly heard the familiar sound of purling water I trotted a bit faster. At the pond I was able to quench my thirst with the crystal clear water... It felt so smooth flowing down my throath.
When I was done drinking I walked towards my usual resting place, the crying idol.
On my way a stag showed up, his fur was white as snow and he wore the skull mask.
Because of my earlier meetings with stags didn't end that happily I was very careful and showed him that I absolutley not wanted to fight, but he looked at me as I was crazy and then greeted me friendly. I snuffled at him and then backed of a few steps in case he would try to hurt me. He looked at me again and laughed and then he wanted to play with me.
I looked quite confused on him and shaked my head, my muskles hurted and I didn't want to play at all. He seemed to understand me.

I followed him around for a bit, his friendly gestures had made me feel safe in his company and he didn't seem to mind me at all. It was acctually the opposit, he protected me against strangers I didn't feel safe around and this white stag seemed to gain my trust even more.

For all of us on Christmas. Well all meet at the pond and have a party . If any ones interested please let me know.

Soooo, um. Good evening, people - I hope you're all well :3

My friend first told me about TEF a long time ago, and now I finally got the chance to have a better look at it. And what a beautiful thing it is.
So yes, I'm a total newbie, so I apologize if this post is something, err, something people don't usually do, or if it is put in a wrong place - it's all pretty confusing, but I hope you can forgive me. I just wanted to greet you all :3
Hopefully I'll learn how things work out here - and most importantly, get to know you guys better |D
It's good to be here.

Finally got Pent back into the Forest for some more antics...

This is not were YOU put YOUR sprites. This is were I put MY sprites.



[ R o l l u p ]

This, my friends, is a little catalog I have created for my new pack of TEF 'deamons' or 'sprites'. Daemons, because of the few that can cause -some- harm to the actual deer of TEF. Not many of them can, and usually they are all very small.

[ Mushroom Sprite ]

LOLyes. I made a mushroom sprite.



The original image was -huge- so I cropped it on Photobucket and used the shroom for a link, please click it! (: The tallest & smallest thing only shows how big the m u s h r o o m sprites can get, none of the others apply to this. If you have any ideas on how to improve the already-made sprites/daemons, or any ideas for new sprites/deamons, feel free to post it here !

[ Rainbow Sprite ]

ITS ONLY A WIP D8 Credit to VCG for giving me the idea :'D



I wanna coolloourrr iittttt. but i can not. Howl + common cold = sits downstairs all day.

Enjoy~

ITTTT SNOOWWWEEEDDD IINNN EENNGGLLAANNDDDDD.

In london.

In blackheath.

Were I live.

I had to WALK HOME in it from school. 20 minutes away. HOLYJESUS.

ANDTHENANDTHEN.

It snowed even harder when I walked into the opening in the alley [ I have to walk through an alley, its the quickest way. ] were no tree's are. I was like "...WHY."

And then I found my little sister, who is eleven C: Me being three years older then her [ yet not dominant >w> ] I picked up loads of little pieces of snow, made a snowball, and threw it at her face. LOL her reaction. Just pure LOL.

ANYWAAAAYYYYYYY.

Did it snow for any other UK'ers?

Did it snow for any other people on this site, today? [ 15/12/09 ]

TELL ME.

AND WHAT EVER YOU DO. Dont eat yellow snow.

/srsnod.

I think it's week 13! Lol.

I'm glad that some of you have stuck along with this for so long.

There's a few people that I'm rather dissapointed in... A few people who have already HAD their weeks, and are -very- behind in their art. ):

However, there are on the other hand, many people I am -very- proud of, people who are missing NO art, and haven't even had their week yet! (:

Here's this week's subject...


SABLE'S 88!

Get drawin' kids!

The first screenshot is normal, the rest are experiments... I'm trying to figure out how far I can edit a screenshot to tell a story about an alternate vision of the forest, while allowing the image to maintain some of its original elements. If you like or don't like something about one of the images, I'd like to hear it - critique is welcomed

I tried to escape from the Endless Forest today ... and discovered that it isn't so much endless as bent around on itself so that I ended up where I started.

I assume that the boundary operates as an exit and entry point. There's no clear sign of this, however.

Of course, I don't have any real proof of this at the moment because I can't make any 'mark' on this forest. So when I come to an identical place I don't really know if it is the same place or not - if you see what I mean. (I'll write a blog about the need to make a mark later).

Does this matter? I'm not entirely sure. But part of my new fawn self seems to want to run and run for ever without ending up where I started. I want to chose whether I mingle and mix with other fawns and stags or whether I wander off into the wilderness.

Perhaps I should confess at this point that I am almost Canadian. In the process of gradually becoming Canadian in sensibility I have learned of the importance of 'untamed' wilderness as a (kinda) spiritual place. Part of its spiritual value comes with the ability to escape.

Well, you might say, this is supposed to be a community. How could it function as a community and as an emerging story if everyone wandered off into the wilderness never to be seen again? And, if you said this, you would have a good point.