Glazed upon thigh and should'
Lie golden blades of word
Stars flicker down like teardrops
Splain and spilled, I am furred

Query to the bald deer birding
Foot by foot o'er old bridge
Lonely, sin relativelies
Sitting to stare and to quiv'

Chipping the leaflets with nips
Standing tall, regal, unfurl
Grandfather Atiq to all
Lest there be seen a squirrel

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should' = shoulder
bald deer birding = bald monks walking on only two feet like a bird
o'er = over
sin = without (said like 'seen'; spanish...i wish it was an english word)
relativelies = relatives
quiv' = quiver
lest = unless

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Hope you like it :3 I was in "my groove", hehe, the words flowed from my fingertips.

Hehe, sometimes I've been curious how old people are, and if they're a boy or a girl.

I'm a girl, like most of my deer, and I'm 16 1/2. How about all of you?

Oh, and you can state your birthdays if you feel comfortable.

Mine's unluckily the same as Dick Cheney's b-day...*shudders*...January 30th, 1992.

[=#A07DFF]*yawns*...I have only just awoken from my nap, so my vision is blurred and my thoughts are not clear, but my Lady has let me speak, and I shan't let this go to waste.

I have yet to speak of my travels through the forest...

...

You all know of my day, so I shan't bore you with the story once more, but I shall tell you of a few things that happened.

Firstly...I still query as to who this sweet little fawn was...



Secondly...I never found out until later, but apparently, I met Zabrath (am i correct in your name?) the nameless stag in the forest. I still feel bad for not paying full attention. I believe I noticed the deer, and suspected that it was them. But I wasn't entirely sure. As I remember...I sat by them, but I saw some deer jumping around, and got up to see them. I tried to see if the deer would join me, but they acted sad. I felt bad and tried to return to them...but they left. I am still sorry...

Later on, I had what my human calls a 'moosing'...What the mythic moose has to do with changes in my temperament, I have no honest idea. But, my moosing was intense. I had just met the 21 fae, but suddenly felt surrounded by unknown deer. I felt so shy, and hid behind a tree...and they followed. I kept running and running, but they kept following...

I eventually just...hid away. I saw one distant deer approaching me, and I just wanted to be alone for a slight bit, so I kept running...they continued to approach me, very slowly. They sat in the distance and watched me, and I hid in the peacock grass...

I'm glad they were there, though, despite my mood desiring me to be alone. It helped me feel better...and when I finally started to get a moosing for the better, the sweet fawn hopped by me. They nuzzled the deer, and I couldn't help but feel a tinge of jealousy...they never nuzzled me. So I kind-of crept off again, this time, unfollowed...

The diamonds crash
As the blood crashes
As the thunder rolls
And the lightning ashes
I blame your ways
On chemists plunders
With double knives
And sharper blunders

I fang your eyes
I fang your soul
I plead to die
I lose control
I spit your blood
Unto the floor
I sniff the rot
I fave the gore

The thunder purrs
The morn is young
The night is old
And time has one
So cometh forth
And make your play
You know the score
You take the day

I sit and watch
I sit and wait
I see black bones
Lie at your gate
Bones wet of tears
Gone soft of cries
When something lives
The lesser dies

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Wow.

That poem did the trick.

Thank you, my deer ^^;

Alright. Just letting you know...if you see me, you're sitting around a lifeless ghost me, I apologise.

*pokes whoever sees me* Can you tell me what likeless ghost me looks like?

EDIT: Ooh, in the forest again. Finally, I can see the dusk...but only one deer. *bows to the sakura she sees* *walks around worthlessly*

blessed be the children
blessed be the dead
blessed be the young and old
blessed be the fed

rising from horizon
morning's midnight dawn
lay the purgatory
as the lying fawn

blessed be the average
kiss thy hoof and brow
silver moon imagine
query i to how

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I got into the forest and saw some deer :/ Alot of them. And I saw them move every time I feel asleep again. I couldn't take it, so I left.

So how is everything in the forest?

(sorry for the poem; it didn't really cure my mood anyways, oh well)

I haunt, yes?

Dannii said I appear as a moving, sleeping fawn.

RAWR.

Mwahaha.

*roams*

What weather?

ZOMG, did Michael take my suggestion about giving us beautiful weather to take screenies in?

YAY. *dances*

*begs that it's the bat-less, wolf-less sunrise*

*shall try over and over and over again to enter the forest*

I'm sorry if I've gotten on anyone's nerves with this back-up server thing...

After months playing the game all alone...finally being able to play with others was too good to be true. :/...

Again, I'm really sorry if I've bothered anyone because of all of this...