Deer jumped and ran about waiting for the party
to arise from the ashes. While other deer stood pateintly, trying to
endure the serious glichy movements of some. Othes, or ones that whore
no dead outfit, bravely stood among the rest with little intrest of there looks.

As time went by the party became more and more cramped,
and many of the populous deer ran into the cage and danced madenly.
While I sat on top of the cage with little intrest.

Time went by, and finally the host, Quammar(sorry if mispelled) trotted
infront of his guest and the party was on. Deer fallowed him everywhere
he was the eminent deer of the party, and he lead them everywhere as planned.

Where was I? Well, I layed down by the gods contently dreaming and magically watching
the deer play at the playground. I moved from deer to deer getting each point
of veiw of the party. Soon, the deer began to run. I could hear there hoof beats, they
beated continuosly. Louder and louder, until I was awakened to see
Quammar and his fellow parters travel over to me.

Alittle upset, because my sleep was ruined but who could blame the exactlly?
So I grumped away, and traveled to the crying idol. Had a dance on the bridge
ontop of many of the stags, and soon decided to sleep.

I wasn't there to see the ending of the party, but for some reason,
I knew even if the host did leave the party would be continous.
But, I must say, even though the party was crowded, it was like
a party should be, and that was fun.

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Lucky Blackhoof's eyes are coming slowly back. His vision is still
terrible so most he sees is blurs. You can really tell what he's
going through if you turn up the soft thingy.