It's been a while since I saw my beloved forest.
There's always this moment of fear before I know there are other deer out there, lowing and calling sleeping and playing among the grass.
I feel a little old and silly sometimes. Especially since I've never been much of a code user.
I've changed computers, and my lovely blue/grey coat, mini body, beluga mask, and antelope horns are gone.
But each time I see new pictos in the forest I giggle.
I remember when there were so many of my picto, and I smile, seeing deer in the ruins, at the statues. I see them sleeping in the patches of sunlight and by the pond.
I hear that old rattling call of a skeleton deer and seek out the candle-covered antlers of its owner.
I'm so glad this forest is continuing to live on and thrive.