March 15, 2010 - 9:15am — Aegle
Interaction Blog with a large title. Love it.
Yes, my deer are all losers but on the off chance you want to INTERACT with either of them, by all means, do so.
You could throw them a paper airplane, go snorkeling with them, cut their hair off, make them chubby, or throw them off a cliff. The possibilities are endless, ironically like the endless forest.
Go for it. Give them your worst.
Aegle.
Tristan.
I'll let you find their biographies. Their are links to them both on my main updates page. So simply click my name and my track. Do it.
I'm hoping something interesting can come from this. Oh and none of this stuff will actually happen to them but I will have them react/respond/etc. c: Maybe give you all a better feel for them?
Track. I hope to reply but I
I dunno how to go about
(btw, ack. DX I gotta get on msn more. Last week turned out to be busier than expected, mostly with work and my cousin randomly staying a night. BUT, I'me getting ideas still on that fiction. 83)
*glomphugs Aegle* XD
-sneakytrack-
Aegle: =~-------------------
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The doe made her way slowly through the dense forest, each hoof placed with care to avoid trampling the foliage below. The beams of sunlight that filtered through the canopy were strategically avoided and she kept to the shadows as her eyes searched where her nose guided. She stopped at the edge of a sunlight clearing, where the dark greens and browns tapered off into vivid reds and yellows. The Birch forest. Cold eyes of violet stared out at the young doe nestled in the long grass, flanked by the massive white-skinned ancients. She hesitated, her ears pulling back. So many emotions…yet so hollow. The thought of approaching made her stomach turn and yet her heart ached. Which distressed organ to listen to…
She stepped out into the sun. Her dull, mud-caked coat would catch nobody’s eye. Head low, she carried herself over to the doe’s resting place, stopping a few paces away.
“Aegle…” she spoke, her voice it’s usual low whisper, tapering off into thoughts that would never be voiced. She bowed her head in polite respectfulness, but remained as she was. Things had changed…
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Hey, a brief idea. Since I'm
Since I'm basically completely unreliable as far as getting on MSN... it'd probably work a lot better to RP on the community site or on Totef.proboards.com
Dunnp, I just think that'd be a lot better than trying to catch eachother on MSN. XD (Because I fail and don't pull that up much.)
Shyla: She lays in the birch
She lays in the birch forest quietly. If she were more in sync with the world perhaps she would have heard the doe approach in the silence but, she was once again lost in her thoughts. At the sound of the doe's rough whisper her ears perched up and a smile grew across her face.
"Hello..." her voice trailed off noticing an odd mood about. Whether it was Shyla or the forest she could not tell. One thing she didn't understand is why the doe who knows her best than anyone approached her so carefully. Almost as if she was an enemy. Perhaps she had simply not noticed Shyla while enticed by her thought.
Zerg: Sounds Good C:
Tired eyes softened a bit at
“You…don’t mind if I join you,” she stated, not even bothering to truly ask before finding a spot in the grass and settling down by her acquaintance. Still, there was distance.
Silence.
Shyla stared out at the bright forest, lids falling halfway over her eyes, expression unreadable.
“You seem content,” another statement, yet anther question unasked. Her eyes remained someplace else but an each twitched in her direction. Anyone who knew the doe would know she was asking for an explanation. Shyla tended to use as few words as possible to convey her interest, though she seemed even more distant then usual…
Shyla: She waved her head
She waved her head slowly as she watched the doe sit on the ground swiftly.
Her eyes glanced between Shyla and the forest surrounding her. Aegle's eyes grew large as she drifted into thoughts of how their friendship had come to this.
Her head turned back to Shyla as she spoke. She listened and squinted her eyes slightly under that ever brightening sunlight.
"I'm content, yes. I generally am these days but, I wouldn't consider it anything more than content." She clears her throat slightly, "How are you? You seem distant...Perhpas lost?"
Yes…I generally am these
Shyla sighed inwardly at the words. Was that so? But what did ‘these days’ mean to her? The sunsets and sunrises blurred together for the sleepless doe. What had she done yesterday? She barely remembered it had been so mundane and familiar.
Her ear flicks as Aegle clears her throat then asks the inevitable. Shyla’s eyes narrowed slightly, wrinkling at the corners. She didn’t want to talk about herself…not yet.
“Nothing more…you are not in love with Mar Sart then?” she spoke softly, ignoring completely the question directed at her well being. Finally her eyes drifted to gaze upon the young doe, once more revealing nothing of her innermost thoughts.
Shyla: Aegle turns her head
Aegle turns her head slightly at the does sigh. What could she be thinking?
She blinks quickly at the abrupt question and obvious change of subject. She stares at Shyla a moment ,locking eyes. Slowly she shrugged it off and looked off into the distance, Shyla didn't have to talk about herself if she didn't want to.
"I love him, yes. But my definition of the word is not like that of other deer. So it honestly depends what your meaning of love is." She sighs quietly upon finishing.
Her eyes fall back to Shyla with a wide-eyed gaze.
The doe watched calmly as
“Yes…I suppose it has many definitions…but whether it is a long term devotion…or simply lust, it evokes strong emotions in one. One in love…should be more then ‘nothing more than content’, dear one…” she paused, then smiled knowingly, “But you already know that, I think.”
She listened intently to
"That is true. I'm not sure what it brings out in me. One thing I know for sure is that you don't need love to be happy.... But I do care for him. He makes me happy, which I need.", she finishes with a nod and smile.
“Then I am…glad to hear it
“You have grown up in ways I never have…and never could. And I…I had no part in it. I wonder what I am to you. A poor friend…a failed mother. We sit and talk… as though our lives touch. Funny thing, dreams…”
Again her eyes grow wide
"Its a good thing your not like me. I've become nothing special.", she says calmy. "You have not had any part in my life for some time now but, its not to late to start again. If anything I've lost so much without you."
She looks around again, searching for words to Shyla's final comment.
Her eyes finally pauses and her mouth opens slowly, "A poor friend? Where the hell did you ever get that? You've never failed me. You've always been my best friend and the closest thing to my mother. If anything I've failed you because many of the terrible things you've been through have me to blame.", she finishes slightly out of breathe.
Shyla let the doe speak
“Calm yourself little one…Let us not… waste this moment with clouded judgment”
She tilted her head back down and opened her eyes to stare at the girl intently.
“You haven’t lost anything without me…and I am glad that I have failed you, Aegle. I am…A fish cannot teach a bird to soar. You may have yet to find your wings but you have them still, and one day you will take off…but I cannot follow. I can barely make the shore. ..”
She paused again and sighed, her gaze becoming slightly darker.
“My time is coming… I must know…if you will try to fly on without me.”
Breathing in a sigh of relief
Her mouth opened and her eyes set an intense gaze upon Shyla. She listened to her words and could only gasped for her own. What could she say when Shyla would not listen to her.
As soon as Shyla finished words poured out of her stuttering mouth, "But I have. How would you know whether I have or haven't? You've never failed me, I swear.... True that a fish cannot teach a bird to fly nor a bird teach a fish to swim. But what if that bird does not want to fly?"
She shifted uneasy under the does harsh gaze, "What do you mean? And no, no I won't."
Any humor that had resided
“Mmm…what is it you have lost then… if you will not allow me to think it false? What is it that I can return to you? You must fly, Aegle…if you d-do not…”
The words caught and her jaw clenched, the first bit of raw feeling forcing itself through. She closed her eyes and turned her head slightly away, opening them once more to reveal them slick with emotion as they stared off into another plane of existence.
“Then what good will I have ever done…?”
Her eyes traced the words
"You can't act like your helping me by doing this. So knock that game of. Your not helping me. Your killing me. And the sick thing is I feel like this is all my fault. Even worse is that its true. I should have never even looked at Masque with my young eyes. I should have never chose him over you. I should have been with you forever but, no. I left you first.
All the good you have done will be hidden by my hideous unguided ways. Because at this point my life is nothing. I won't just stand here and a-act like I w-wouldn't care i-if you leave, and whatever that word could possibly me-mean. And you can't possibly expect me too. I'll only fall lower and lower until I simply d-ie.... What a joyous day that'll be. "
Her continues looking off in the opposite direction. One can see her legs shaking slightly and her body trying to hold back. She wasn't about to let Shyla go today.
A look of shame tainted her
Once Aegle had finished the older doe turned her head to gaze at her rigid form with a mixture of sadness and exhaustion. Milling over her thoughts a moment, she slowly gathered her legs beneath her and rose up from the ground on weary legs, stepping carefully to the young doe’s side. She hesitated to get too close.
“Please…you misunderstand me. My… weary mind holds no illusions as to your unhappiness in this, dear one. This isn’t meant to…help you. My leaving is for my own selfish cause, I can’t deny it…but I wish to see you happy before I go. A selfish request…but I han’t many. If there is so strong a correlation…between my existence and your happiness…then I shall die of a shattered heart far more quickly. I’m tired, Aegle…I’ve given all I have to give, and my soul is empty. There was…a purpose to all this, as unclear as it is to me…but everything had turned out as it should. My story is ending…”
A little color seemed to return to her grey eyes, the corner of her mouth lifting in a sad smile. She shifted closer, then again, pressing her shoulder against the young doe and resting her head comfortingly across her withers.
“I don’t blame you for anything, little one… You were not the cause of this. And Masque? He could… never have loved me, and I could never have been…what he needed. Look how well he is…I do hope this Mar Sart… has Tuna’s strength. Strength I cannot imagine possessing…Strength you both need. Promise me you'll forgive him, Aegle...”
Aegle listened to Shyla's
She painfully shook her head still looking forward, not even flinching when she felt Shyla's head resting upon her.
"I'm tired of you all being selfish. It seems everyone is selfish. First Odin, then Masque, and now... y-you. What am I to you all? A piece of worthless meat? Its seems everyone can treat me this way. When is it my turn? Hm? I've wanted to be selfish, oh hell I've wanted to be selfish! W-When you l-left I wanted to die. Did y-you know that? When he told m-me he didn't love me, I wanted to die. When he left me sitting around waiting I wanted to d-die. But I never could have what I w-wanted because everyone claims to love me. If you all care so much then why do I get treated this way?"
She pauses a moment before turn around and stepping forward towards Shyla calmly,
"I-I'm sorry, I'm just sad... and anger comes out. I'm not angry with you. If it'll make you happy then go. But just so you know the only thing that ever kept me going was the fact that I hoped you would o-one day come back. You did, and I suppose I got my wish. I know your alright. If you want to die now, do it. I won't be happy. I won't waste my time trying to achieve this unfounded happiness. I'll sit her and spend the rest of my days rotting away. I-I don't want you to care. J-Just go and be happy. I d-deserve every lasting t-thing anyone could do. I can't promise you anything, especially concerning him. I have no desire to forgive him. He has put you through countless things. He has put me through countless things. It's truly unforgivable.
She takes the remaining few steps forward before resting her head behind Shyla's neck, her voice becomes raspy and solemn.
"D-Do what you want. I-I ju-just want you to be happy. If t-that means l-leaving me -well....so b-be it. You do-don't deserve anything t-that I've done to you and for t-that I'm sorry. I l-love you dearly. And y-you w-will not b-be soon f-f-f...forgotten."
And with that she begins to silently cry. No one could see the emotions she hid beneath her hair and mask, just as she liked it.
Shyla had thought she’d
She had been terribly, terribly wrong.
The doe’s withering body grew tense as Aegle ranted on, each sentence like a stab in the gut. Her half-lidded tired eyes finally reacted, growing wide, round and staring as the cruel words assaulted her. Her limbs began to shake and her eyes began to water as the color drained from her face, but no tears fell, and the sobs were caught in her throat. By the time Aegle was finishing up and stepped towards her to rest her head upon her neck, the doe was rigid and unfeeling. Shyla’s world was inverting again. Like a dream, the scenery was shifting, without ever really changing at all. No, the birch forest was the same, but she…she was not. New eyes peered out from her skull, a new mind pushing its way through. The sounds around her became amplified. The twittering birds screamed overhead, the insects buzzing like jet engines, and Aegle’s sobs shook her like thunder.
Aegle…Aegle who?
Shyla pulled away suddenly, leaping away from perceived danger. Her eyes were wide enough to pop from their sockets as she stared at the young doe fearfully, ears pinning flat against her skull. Her heart hammered in her chest as she stumbled backwards, tripping over the long grasses. Flee! her mind screamed, but it wasn’t ‘her’ mind…it was the Feral mind, surfacing again to protect her from harm. Flee!
The doe didn’t argue. She spun and took off for the dark forest, adrenaline fueling her weak body and carrying her swiftly, though her legs threatened to buckle beneath her. She pushed through the underbrush and ran blindly ahead, having no idea where she would go…as long as it was far, far away from here…
She watched the doe disappear
If your still free start running away...
She looked down and nestled herself back into the branches around her. She lay her head back on the ground, slightly in he sun just as always and closed her eyes.
Because we're coming for you....
And in her mind she hummed a song,
If you walk away ill walk away
first tell me which road you will take,
i dont want to risk our paths crossing someday
so you walk that way i walk this way
and the future hangs over our heads
and it moves with each current event
until it falls all around like a cold steady rain
just stay in when its lookin this way
and the moons layin low in the sky
forcin everything metal to shine
and the sidewalk holds diamonds like a jewelry store case
they argue walk this way, no walk this way
*flail* I will come up with