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a girl in my class is stealing my only and best friend!
not stealing like she's mine, but taking her away from me and makes her like the girl in my class
better than me. that's not wrong, but she's the only friend I have that I can trust on 100000000%.
that makes me sad. it feels like she doesn't want to be my friend anymore, and the girl in my class does so I can't be with my friend, because she already asked my friend if they could be together for the whole week, both on school and at home. me and my friend doesn't even talk to eachother as much as before.

My first day playing

Hi you can call me Silent Night or just Silent

When I watched my sister (Hidden-Khaos) play this game i was thinking "this looks fun". Then I asked to have a go of it I was then thinking "WOW this is the best free rein fantasy based game I have played on" but I can forgive the occasional freezeing of the screen and lag.

Well I look forword to seeing you all in the forest.

~ Silent
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Origins + other stories

Herein contains the written works I have posted on this site - not including roleplay posts. Those are too scattered around to compile.

The first thing you'll notice is the multi-chapter story that dominates the top part of this blog. It's discontinued, but I keep it around for nostalgia's sake. Everything else is one-shots unless stated otherwise, followed by a list of gift writings I have received that have been posted on this site.

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Origins chapter 4

<=To chapter 3 * To chapter 5=>

Author's Notes: O_O Mein Gott, I can't believe I'm posting this now. It's 5am, and I just now finished this chapter. XD Please forgive any mistakes you find; I didn't bother to proofread. I wouldn't've done a good job on that anyway. *feels slightly insane from exhaustion* I now present to you

Origins
Chapter 4

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Her son had been rather quiet lately. Much of the time she found him looking through things more than at them. Even when he ate it seemed mechanical. It was beginning to concern her.

Normally, he would be spouting questions about different things they might see, or what someone else had talked about earlier.

He was even spending less time with the other fawns.

She didn’t really blame him in that area, but he’d usually make an attempt to talk to them when it was playtime.

He’d been like this ever since she’d noticed he had snuck off from the herd. She’d searched for him for a good while, but he had ended up finding her instead. Strangely enough, he’d come from the direction of the brook. Had something happened while he was there?

She watched as he grazed listlessly not far from her. He didn’t seem harmed, so what could’ve caused this change?

So many thoughts were swirling through the young deer’s mind. To go, or not to go?

If he went, he’d be away from the stares, insults, and whispers they thought he couldn’t hear. He’d be with deer like him, with flat faces, who wouldn’t think him strange for it. There would be acceptance, for he would no longer be the different one.

He may even meet his father.

But…he would be leaving the most important being in his life behind.

His mother.

She’d given him life, sheltered him from harm, and loved him unconditionally. It would be difficult to just leave her like that.
Anzel's picture

Anzel is wise -.-;

I'm in the forest when NOBODY I KNOW is in the forest.

*whines*

Brilliant, connection.
Nagem's picture

Are you that Deer?

I was just recently at the Twin Gods worshipping with this deer, I would like to know who you are so we can be friends!!! We exchanged pelts several times into white.
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FanArt in the Works - Updatable

Since I try occasionally to be organized, I've put a list here to keep everyone updated on the current status of requested art. In the future, if anyone requests art, keep in mind that it mat take up to a week or longer per piece. A majority of that is because I do it in snitches - whenever I get the time.

And so to those expecting art:

From the Art Request Entry on July 10th:
1. Vipin Finished. Click here to view.
2. Her Finished. Click here to view
3. Kitewing - in progress
4. Quad
5. Toukan
6. Sentari
7. poesie
8. Liëka
9. Ammyluva
10. Fenqua and Skokey
11. Seele
12. Jadine

From promised art for helping with Vesper's DotD set with candle antlers:
1. Emiva - in progress
2. Walter
3. Him (getting art for helping whether he likes it or not)
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Story of Pictures: Birth



The sun rose on a perfect new day. Morning dew collected softly on the grasses and leaves. While the world was at play, a doe with a striped pelt sat warmly smiling beside her newborn fawn. She had cleaned the fawn well after birth, making sure nothing was left unchecked. The little one fidgeted a little in his sleep, but settled down again. The doe giggled softly. The sun shone brightly on her butterfly-esque antlers.

A stag walked up to the doe proudly, examining the fawn. His face was red, more animalistic, and very stern. He stood behind the doe, "How's he doing?" He asked softly.

"He hasn't said anything yet, but I know he's okay. He's done quite well." She nuzzled the fawn, who stretch a little in reaction.

The stag nodded, and looked up at the sky, thanking the Twin Gods for their newborn fawn, and asking that he be as perfect as any other fawn.

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so, heres the first addition in my art story. im gonna be all over the place with my art, so try to keep up Eye i epicly failed at Vessel's dad DX

im sure you all know what will happen next Sad

*EDIT* put in there pictos DX i made em up Sticking out tongue
Anzel's picture

Vessel;; a poem :3

Clockity clickity tock
Your dreams I see; I stalk
I run up close
And take a dose
Wither, I vither my clock

Clipsering claspering clump
My throat, vibrations stump
They struggle out
A squeaking shout
Loud as the antlers of trump


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I can't help myself, I love to write poetry. If anyone is irritated by the amount or quality of my poems, please let me know and I'll stop ;-;

This is a poem for Vessel...to the rhyme scheme of Hickory Dickory Dock.

Yes, some of the words -are- nonexistant, heh.

By the way, try and say the first line of the second stanza fast x3
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Huh?

I'm partially connected, probably not good enough to be visible, but...

...what in the WORLD is up with the gigantic picto bunch down near the...bridge, I think?
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