You know what? I wish there were only 2 dimensions. Really, that would be wonderful.

Angled views are mean ;-;

Yeah...it's not helping my Secret Santa giftie run to the finish line x333 I'll get it done on time, I still have a few more days, but uugh...it'll take so very, very, very many hours. x_x;

Lol, anyone else having any troubles? Or am I the only slacker? XD;;;

I started this yesterday, but only finished this tonight. I think it's finished, anyway: there may be a missing haiku in this series, I'm not 100% sure.

The Peace of the Pond

The water shimmers
Beneath a high, distant sun,
A bright sapphire.

Frogs march along shores,
Leaping in and out of reeds,
Hiding in shallows.

In the honey-light
Deer rest, alone or in pairs,
Circled 'round their jewel.

Seed's Poetry Collection

she told me that she got a virus from either this site or TEF...

so her dad banned her from coming here until it was gone.

THATS OKAY RIGHT? VIRUSES CAN BE FIXED. SHE ISNT LEAVING. SHE'LL COME BACK ASAP

MKAY? MKAY.

<3

hi!i'm new hire and my fawns name is Avii ^^;you can call me Kejla.
i hope people are nice hire and will accept me..will you?
and the game it fantastic!...so yes.. eeemm...nice to meet you!

Festival FAQ

Can I come?/ Who's invited? - Everyone! Be there!

What is this? - It's a Party! We'll commune around and about the Playground and give candle antlers (candtlers?) to every deer who passes by. Every hour, on the hour, we will all dance in celebration as midnight passes in each time zone. Don't forget to stop by the Twin Gods Hill to pay your respects and celebrate!

When is it?/ What time is that where I live?: The unofficial start will be 11:59PM GMT and will run until people stop showing up sometime in 2009.
Don't think you've missed out if you can't make the start time, as deer from every timezone should be popping in to ring in their respective New Years!
See the timezone breakdown of start times below, or click here if you need an unlisted timezone.

Start Times:
GMT/London - 12/31/08 11:59PM
Amsterdam/Berlin- 1/1/09 12:59AM
Moscow/Baghdad - 1/1/09 2:59AM
Hong Kong - 1/1/09 7:59AM
Tokyo - 1/1/09 8:59AM
Sydney - 1/1/09 10:59AM
Samoa - 12/31/08 12:59PM
Tahiti - 12/31/08 1:59PM
Los Angeles - 12/31/08 3:59PM
New York City - 12/31/08 6:59PM



Planning to Attend? Any other questions? Post here!

Your Friend,
Io Rez

UPDATE: 12/22 - OMG. I didn't want to say anything about this until I had some confirmation, but I contacted Michael & Auriea via email and they have given a tentative thumbs-up to making it be night time in the forest for the duration of the Festival. Cross your fingers/hooves!

I've lost the soul of The Forest. The magic spark has gone. So I'm moving there for a while. You know I'll be back in the Forums, but just... not soon. I wont be doing any Deer Updates, you wanna know how my deer is, and where they are in their individual plot/story? Go and "talk" like a deer.
See ya later, see you in the Forest!

Note that these are my deers thoughts...not mine...I'm not colouring them to make it more...er...mysterious so to speak? Human and Deer

"UNDERGROUND SQUIRREL"

"Why?"

"They have interest in me?"

"I have chocolate :B"

"Fawn?"

"Sulwyn?"

"I'd make a good dad wont I?"

"No flowers?"

"MITRAAAAAAAAAA<333333333333333333"

"Am I?"

"POND IS COLD"

"But she's never there..."

"C8"

"XD"

"D8"

"I wonder if these antlers moult...I can make a pillow..."

"Wonder when it'll snow again..."

"Will there be Twilight or Night?"

"I want forest time too..."

"I wonder how recogniseable I am"

"Do they know how much it hurts?"

"I wonder who's going to do the nappy changing..."

"Why is this bothering me so much?"

"Are those birds....O_o"

"Is that normal?"

"Do people think I'm emo?"

"I should be happy...but I'm not"

"I love you"

"I wonder why we turn into a frog when we fall in the pond..."

"Polt? Where'd you go?"

"It's Vaaalaaaaaaaa"

"so many fawns"

"The candles? they're still present...does this mean something?"

"I cry but you never see"

"Bubs"



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Click us!

White pupils surfed the area, obviously seen against the black around them. Mercutio sat under the flow of one of the streams coming from the Crying Idol. One of his favorite hobbies, bathing. He observed the little stream flowing through the tall grasses and poppies, growing wider until finally reaching the Pond. Little plants swayed in the gentle current. This place was peaceful.

Someone caught his eye. A stag? No... No, a doe. She seemed familiar though, but he knew he had never seen a doe like her. His hidden brow furrowed. He rose to his hooves and strolled out onto elevated dry land, shaking off the excess water.

The doe stopped a little ways away from him. Mercutio stared at her, raising an eyebrow. Butterfly pelt and Deer of the Dead antlers. A soft, gentle face stared back at him. But what intrigued him the most... was her eyes.

Mercutio glanced down at his reflection, looking at his own eyes, then returning to the doe. Her eyes were exactly the same. He blinked. She blinked. The pause continued until a few minutes had passed, in which Mercutio finally bowed to her.

"Good morrow, miss." He said, eying her half-heartedly.

"Good morrow, sir." Her voice was soft and quiet, very lady-like. It seemed to match her face quite nicely.

Mercutio flicked an ear, "Thou talk'st in the same tongue as I?"

"It appears so."

He blinked again. "Where is thy home, then?"

"A..." She paused. "... I know not, anymore..."

"Thou knowest not."

"Nay."

"Trifles. Thou hast no memory?"

"Well, yes, sir. I do have memory."

"Of what, pray tell?"

"... Thou would'st think me foolish."

"Nay, nay! Come come, reveal thy secret." He was getting a little impatient.

"A... A little town... Just to the side of a city. I remember not the name of the town..."

"A city, thou sayeth?"

"Aye."

"Name it."

She looked up, blinking for a minute. "Pardon?"

"Name it. Name that city of which thou speaketh."

"V... Verona, sir..."

I'm suffering from thine feminine-induced serotonin lows right now...*sighs* Need to write.

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All the forest was quiet
Not a whisper, not a wind
And all the hinds and all the kin
And all her friends had gone away

She lies back in the snow
A little sneeze and cough, and hair
Befalls the ground, upon the angel
That she made; her gift to them

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Good news: I finally have memorized Nurra's hex color code, so I can write as her more often.

HO HO HOOOOO!.
....That was creepy XDD
ANYWAYS.



MERRY CHRISTMAS RAZ!....!!...
:3
I drew Draak...or that's who it's supposed to be. ISN'T HE BUFF? Total hawtness if you ask me! Hehe. Sooo...I DUNNO WHAT ELSE TO SAY! I hope you like it and I'm sorry I couldn't do more? Now I'm going to get yelled at for being humble. YAH I KNOW OK?

So yes.

I hope you like it and Merry Christmas :3
Again!

EDITS: EEEk sorry I edited the pic, I hated the border XD ALL BETTER NOW.