Based on an experience I just had...

The young man opened the sliding glass door and let his dachshund out into the back yard. He flipped on the outside light and stepped onto the wooden porch, as the dog bolted out and ran out to the darkness of the yard. The man took a few steps off of the porch, looking around at the yard. He could see the full moon before him, partially covered from the silhouettes of trees. To his left, he could see the sky light up with static electricity - it appeared to be a lightning storm without thunder. In addition, several bullfrogs started croaking in seeming rhythm - he could tell the sound was coming from the trees before him.

He saw a flash before his eyes, and looking to the sky, he saw the flash again. "Oh it's an airplane...", he said to himself, and expected to see the flash continue in a line...but instead, the blinking light took a sharp left turn. He looked away to see if his dachshund was still doing her business, then looked back to the trees. He saw the flash again, and was surprised when it blinked before the silhouettes of trees. "That can't be an airplane!", he said, and focused on the light.

A lone firefly drifted around his back yard, flashing it's light every few seconds, sometimes dimly, other times very brightly. He knew his mind wasn't playing tricks on him, and for the next few minutes, he stared blankly around the back yard, watching the insect blink as it maneuvered through the trees. This was a rare sight for the man, as fireflies usually flew deeper into the woods rather than in his back yard.

He suddenly had a sense of nostalgia, his childhood was full of trips where he and his family would stay in a chalet on a mountain or in a wooded area, and every time he would run outside and chase the fireflies as they danced with one another. He wanted to go back there again, and had the immediate realization that summer had arrived.

Hello all,

well yeah, i got a questions : If anyone could help me to get the 'crying mask' ? ( Or send me the spell data) Would help me to *complete* my set . Thanks in advanced if anyone will help me.

Vermillion

The sound of metal scraping against itself was loud as shards of it were swept from the bed of an old red truck into a steel garbage can. Her hands worked constantly, almost mechanically, sweeping, sweeping, sweeping the memories away, all her fathers work left undone, never to be finished.
Thrown away.

Her mother watched from the kitchen window.

When all but a few tiny flakes of metal remained, Sawyer "Goldenwinged" Odisark slammed the back hatch closed and secured the faulty door with a few bungee hooks. Sighing, she dusted the dirt and grime from her jeans and hauled the garbage can back to the garage. Her belongings were waiting just inside the doorway.

As she swung open the screen door her mother leaned against the doorway to the kitchen, looking at her with pursed lips and a concerned expression, deepening her wrinkles borne from all this stress of the passing of her husband. Her tousled hair put up in a bun that morning hung over her face in grey strands.

"You can't take that truck, Sawyer." She finally mumbled, "It's your father's. He might need it."

"Mother," Sawyer started exasperatedly, "Dad is dead. This is the tenth time you've said this. This is the only part of him on this earth that I have left. He's... dead, he doesn't need it..." an ominous lump in her throat started forming around her words, so she stopped talking. She didn't want to break down crying for the hundredth time today.
Without a word, her mother turned on a heel and walked slowly back into the kitchen. She needed help. Sawyer tried to take her to a psychiatrist, but she wouldn't have any of it. She'd rather live in these false memories she created for herself, to pretend that her husband didn't die, that Sawyer wasn't moving out, that everything was exactly how it was supposed to be.

http://moonballoon.deviantart.com/art/TEF-Deer-122114388

My dream deer. <3
I drew it. <3

Name-Ocean Wing
Nickname-Ocean
Gender-Doe
Age-2 years



Pelt-Coming Soon
Mask-Real Deer
Antlers-Magpie



Current Mood-Content
Current Thoguht-Snow? Whats happening
Personality-Gentle, Loving, Rarely lashes out, Kind to all deer, Welcomes Fawns

I just realized... my birthday is in 4 days. x.X; Pinned between two finals.


D'ah, I hate my birthdays. They're always a dissappointment - so I tend to want to just skip them. :/I don't even ask for anything, and I expect nothing.

I just wanted to apologize for...well, being gone? I just feel like my friends on here feel like I'm ignoring them, when I really just haven't been on TEF or really the computer much. My back and shoulders really hurt when I sit at the computer, I'm not sure if it's my chair or what. Also, I need to spend more time with my family. I feel like I don't spend enough time with them, and when I do, I feel like I don't spend enough time with my friends on here. I love all you guys, I have some really great friends on here I wish I could see more often. I'm sorry guys. Just a lot of real life crap is going on as well.

Whenever I post I get this:

lately i have been going through the worst of pain that i ahve ever had in my life...
i cant explain it, but i need help...
I am planing to run away and finally be free of my night mare. if anyone here disagrees please coment what i should do, my family hates me, my friends joke about me, and my heart feels crushed.

Hello, everyone!
I haven't posted anything of my own here yet, but I've lurked around for a month, waiting to grow up into a stag. Today, my deer Laphis tried out his brand new grown-up body for the first time in the Forest. It was absolutely magical -- there were loads of deer and they were all super nice, and he's already made a few friends.

If you're one of the deer Laphis played with today, please say hi! I want to know who you are!

(Also, I'm not too sure about the etiquette of pronouns when it comes to deer you don't know [which is just about everyone in the forest, for me ._.], so I just referred to everyone as he. If your deer is a doe, feel free to correct me.)