lol.

This. Now.

Stifling laughter in the middle of class = fun.

Sydney says CANIGETONPLEASE.

No sydney lol.

EDIT: Thanks to all. my mom has cooled off alot. and i feal no need to abuse my self at the moment. *nuzzlespams to all!*

I don't know where to turn too. I was going to go on DA and write about this there but I don't want to hurt my "IRL" friends or want them to know everything. But I feel I might go crazy if I don't speak this somewhere.

This is real life drama.

Lately my mom has been acting totally insane. Getting mad at the tiniest of problems, and she’s been super stressed about her problems, and her favorite thing to relieve her stress is me, for 3 days she’s been yelling at me, and insulting me, and trying to make it so I won’t spend any time with my only friend( who is my only connection to the outside world).

I just sit in my room and cry until my only comfort of sleep comes, Its ridiculous but when I’m this beet down, the best way i knew how to fix it was I get as close to the wall as possible, wanting it to swallow me up.

But these past 3 days ... I’ve found a new way to work out my sadness and emotional pain I...I, will I just struck out at the closest thing to me. Me. I punched my jaw so hard I can't chew but when I struck I didn’t stop, I couldn't stop now I have a bruise on my chest. Scratch marks on my face neck stomach and arms.

I don't know what’s happening! I don't know how the Emo thing works, I don't think I'll slice myself, but then again I didn't think that I would have self inflicted bruises either. it just happened!

What do I do? Help me!

today i decided to learn to waterwalk, so after pitching headfirst into the pond so many times my hooves had webs, i finally did it



imagine my surprise to find myself asleep on the water an hour later

Ya, got this offa Seeeeeleeeeeeee xD

Who are you?
Draak: er...Draak?
???: I'll say...at a later date...

Do you have any brothers or sisters?
Draak: nope
???:..not that I'm aware of

Do you have a mate?
Draak: MITRAAAAAAAAAA *facehugs*
???: ...No I'm still a fawn

Do you have any kids?
Draak: nooo. I dont mind, that's up to Mitra to decide if we do...or something. I'M A FAWN MAGNET
???: er...no..like I said I'm still a fawn.

What is your favorite food?
Draak: 8D MUDPIES
???: hmm...I dont know...the blue berries?

Have you ever killed anyone?
Draak: no I dont think I have o.o
???: No...no reason to.

Do you hate anyone?
Draak: uuuum...nope
???:....there's never really anyone around for me to hate...

Do you love anyone?
Draak: MITRAAAAAAAAA *morefacehugs*
???: same as before...I'm a fawn...and there's never anyone around...

What is your status in the forest?
Draak: er...Spazzdeer?...the Demon Bird Michael Scarerer? *shrugs*
???:...little, lowly, fawn...soon to be adult...

What do you do to relax?
Draak: Sit by the pond, or in the sun...or in the ferns and poppies by the ruins.
???: Sit amongs the berries in the Bowl.

There is a deer who is teasing you; what do you do?
Draak: ...try to ignore it...or reverse the situation |D
???: Turn my back on them and walk off.

Do you have any special talents?
Draak: Does this count? *goes and climbs a tree*....Mitraaaaaa.....Quammmmmyy...Seeeeleeeeeee?...Saaaaaaaaaaaannnnnn?...anyonee? I'm stuck...hmm or ninjaring Seligs hats :B
???: not sure...

"No" A grey doe with a purple mask said, her eyes unseeing and blank. "You may not"
A small fawn looked up, her eyes glowing auburn. "But... Mi-"
"NO." The doe stated again, this time louder, her empty voice echoing off against the nothingness. "The End. Thats it. We cannot change fate, Sykora."
"But...but she was supposed to save everyone in the end Mio!"
"NO." The grey doe turned her head and treaded off into the distance. Sykora stared blankly after.
She looked down at the body. This was the way it was supposed to be?... Her eyes clouded. But what would happen then? She held the necklace in her hooves, the stone dull and lifeless. I'm sorry Isis... a tear trickled down her ghostly face. She closed her eyes tightly shut, and dissapeared in thin air. The necklace dropped down to the earth, into the shallow banks of the water.
What she didn't notice was that it began to glow.

--

A small butterfly pelted deer trotted along, with a very small white fawn sticking close to her. The doe hummed quietly, a small breeze whisping by. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy, when skies are grey." She looked over to her young, watching it stumble along beside her, silently.
"You'll never know it, how much I love you. Please dont take my sunshine" She paused, taking in the silence around her. "away"
The birds weren't even singing. It was so quiet. The nothingness disturbed Tabithaa, making her uneasy. How she wished she had someone to talk to... at least to listen...
The little one beside her started making some odd gurgling noises. Like that of a newborn would make within its first several days before it could talk.
"Are you hungry?" The doe asked quietly to herself. "Okay" She said.
The small fawn stumbled over to suckle.

Is it too early to write the next chapter of Divine Protection...or possibly finish it off?

Chapter 6 and the Epilogue are going to be short chapters, and I've just about got all of the slots filled to finish them.

But the question arises if it's too early to finish the series off. I know once I get done with them I can start working on setting up the book, which I do plan to do, but...

...I guess I'm going to be really sad finishing the series. I had a lot of fun writing them and from what I can tell those who read them enjoyed them. What do you guys think? Should I hold off for just a little bit before continuing, or is it about time for the story to be finished?

Some slightly edited (color/contrast-wise) screenshots of Olive up and about... I love him, he's so cute <3


Good morn to you, light! Shall the Forest be bright this day?


Hello, there... might you be the cousins of those upon my boughs?


Ah... A pretty sunspot. Peaceful...

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Taking screenshots is so much fun! <3!

Alright, so I had this sneaking suspicion that maybe AOL's constant IP changes might be the reason for TEF not working...

But alas, I was incorrect.

Oh well.

It was a longshot XD;

(random, i know; but hey, AOL is finally gone from my computer 100%)

Yeah, I'm bored! ^^

Who are you?
I'm NALA! >=D

Do you have any brothers or sisters?
No. I have no family..

Do you have a mate?
Nope, though there is that special someone. .

Do you have any kids?
Nope.

What is your favorite food?
Well, gotta love em' mushroom<3 8D

Have you ever killed anyone?
God no! 8O

Do you hate anyone?
No, hate is a strong word!

Do you love anyone?
My friends ofcourse.

What is your status in the forest?
Dunno, don't think I have one? xD

What do you do to relax?
Usually I go sit in the pond, watching other deer run by.

There is a deer who is teasing you; what do you do?
Tease em' back! >=D

Do you have any special talents?
Umm no, not really.. I can moonwalk, does that count? 8D

Fulu awakened under the slab, after a sleep that seemed to be so long.

Skokey was right next to her, along with Vessel, and two others that she didn't recognize. How long have we been asleep? she thought. The others were fast asleep, showing no sign of waking up soon.

Fulu wobbled to her feet, after weeks of disuse they seemed stiff and limp at the same time. A giant yawn escaped her mouth, lasting several moments. She seemed so awake now after such a long time away from the world.

The air seemed extremely fresh as she took a deep breath. Something caught her attention though, something that seemed so familiar. It was his scent. Her heart was sent into a flutter, it almost felt like it would burst out of her chest. She soon knew which direction to go, and raced towards him.

Through blinding beams of sunlight and massive tangles of tall grass, she bolted through the Birch Forest and into the familiar Oaks and Pines. Soon a figure became visible. At first, it was shadowed and only appeared one color. But the closer she got, the more it filled out, and color appeared clearer and clearer at each step. He was listening for something, but she didn't know what.

A dark blue and white pelt shimmered in the light of a sunbeam. His creamy smooth mask was almost blindingly shiny, and his short black antlers sat delicately on his head. He looked like a prince to her, a glorious prince who had fallen for a lowly bird.

The stag's pictogram shone over his head, reflecting that all-too-familiar name to her, Zilant. Fulu stopped behind him, a little nervous. After so much time, what would he think of her after such a long absense? She gingerly stepped forward some more, and made a little squeak. A failed attempt at saying "Zilant".