August 27, 2009 - 6:51pm — Moss
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[=#D1C64B][i]My body is in a constant, dull ache.. I can't stop trembling..
Now, as I rest, the rain is pouring over my spent body, washing away my weariness, cleansing my mind of fright, of worry..
The sound of the drops hitting my trumpet-horns pings in my ears, like a music box playing too fast. It's a pleasant sound, really..
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Only last night I fell into a cloud of terror as the fog closed in on the Forest.. the sun was choked out and the trees, the grass, my flowers.. all lost their luster, their color, and were replaced with rolling sheets of dense white and unsettling sounds..
I don't think I've ever been so afraid in the span of my existence.. if I have, I have no memory of it..
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That evening started with my initial reaction.. I couldn't find the color of the sun in my flowers and I whispered to them, cried to them..
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They wouldn't bob or sway.. or whisper back.. what little I had for my own in the Forest had become lifeless and silent to me.
I couldn't feel content or settled in their company.. and the fog loomed..
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Soon enough, I was approached by a face I recognized: the doe, Tally. I'm not sure if she was aware at first of the effect that the weather was having on me.
When she strayed, I followed, calmly at first..
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But horror was creeping its way deeper into my belly.. I walked faster, more erratically..
I hugged close to her body, to trees, backing myself to them and shrinking away as far as I could. I cried and cried.. and ran, hiding, and cowering, until my body was begging me to rest..
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I'm ashamed of my behavior.. but I.. I-I lost control..
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She left, finally..
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And I ran..
I ran and ran.. I bellowed to the wind that carried those sickly clouds towards me and ran ever more.. I lost my way from my patch of gray, lifeless friends more than once.. I remember at one point sleeping near fallen logs, another time under the Oak..
August 27, 2009 - 5:16pm — SeaCreature88
I woke up because I heard a strange sound.I got up out of the safety of my home, and... everything was... dark and misty, with bats flying around. "oh my!" I exclaimed. It was the same exact weather when I became a doe. I don't really like this weather to much though... it is scary and has a cold feeling. I saw a herd of stags run by, so I followed them to an open place where they all layed down in a circle. I was just about to join them when suddenly a circle of purple flowers boomed out from the middle of the circle! I had never seen this before in my life! I stood there shocked and questioning how it happened. The purple flowers then died away, and all the deer who made the circle got up and pranced around. I was excited about the flowers to, so I started dancing, and then everyone else did. We were celebrating for a while, when then I heard a scary sound again. It was like music, not my name, and not the music I know... it was... frightening. Does music ever get frightening? I got scared and ran. I ran until I found the big tree that sings. It makes me feel very warm inside, so I went into the tree and lay down. I heard the howling sound that I have heard long ago on my doe day. I felt safe in the tree though. Mist, deer, and bats went past outside. One nameless deer came in and lay down by me. I felt more comforted that someone would give up his/her time and comfort me. We stayed there for a while listening to the howling sound. Eventually the deer got up to leave. I bowed to it and lay back down. I watched as the deer ran into the mist. I layed in that tree for a long time. I listened to the comforting song the tree was singing. I memorized each note. I started humming along with it. The howling sound kept getting closer, so I got scared, but me and the tree were still singing together. Suddenly a howl sounded like it was right next to me. I got up and ran away. I ran and ran, and heard the tree's song getting fainter.
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