I gotta tell ya Faith, I never expected to follow ya all the way out here. I'm beginning to wonder if yer really worth it.... Just kiddin', you are, even if I did turn into this... thing...





As I walked around, I noticed an emo statue at the end of some river. I really wanted to know where all that water came from. Seriously. In first grade I was taught that water in streams came from... y'know... mountains? Is that right? Whatever... I soon discovered that I could, I'm not kidding here... WALK THROUGH IT. I'm dead serious.





I then turned a lovely red. Well, at least I matched my human form a bit more. Red hair... red fur, get it? Now convinced that I was restored to the sexy beast I once was (the fawn thing is only a minor handicap), I decided to explore a bit more.





It wasn't long before the coat wore off... I was dissapointed, yes, but determined. I met these three strange deer. One with weird feather things... it made me think he was a she, so I was bit more leary around her/him/it. They were nice, and engaged in ordinary 'deer things' like rubbing trees and eating pinecones and crap. I decided to play along, I didn't want to stand out. I also notice a deer that seemed to be missing the little glowy thing that all of these deer have... Wonder why?





Hmm, it seems that eating pinecones here gives you magical powers to give other unsuspecting deer antlers. In a flash of horrific, blinding light I was suddenly blessed (more like cursed) with countless pairs of antlers. Weirded out and considering if you had already commited suicide in this place, I continued on.





I found myself trusting the feathered deer a bit more. She/he/it didn't really ACT like a woman. I found myself tired at this point... exhuasted by the day's search...





I had the breath knocked out of me when this deer sat on me. I wonder if he's some kinda freak around here? After all, he dosen't have the little glowy thing that the other's have. Maybe he's been cast out of society... kinda like me... I felt bad for him...


Faith, ya know I'm not the type to give up. I'm pretty sure I'm gonna be a stag soon. Maybe that'll make it easier for me to find ya.


~Jergens Out