This is a diary entry that became too long and too lame to put on the bio page. Warning of bad and completely uninteresting writing. Don't feel obliged to read, please.

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October 12:

Salli?? Where's...?

I finally pick up your scent after days without a word, and you just HAD to be in the direction of the ruins, hadn't you.

I rush towards that foul place. If the blue ones have you, I'll, I'll...! "Rip their hearts out"? Where did that thought come from? Okay, NO. No heart-ripping. Absolutely NOT. I'm just gonna get in there and get you out, quick as a flash.

I screech to a halt as I suddenly see blue shapes looming straight ahead on the hill. My heart is in my throat.. blue... the blue ones? My head is soaring. No, they look different, don't they? More vibrant, and there are others. They're resting? But it's too close, no, this is dangerous, I should...

One of them gets up, moves in my direction. Stares. I'm backing up. I sniff the air, I know Salli is here! My little pal... I can smell you. Are you among them? If my eyes didn't tell me otherwise, that would have been my guess. But there is no sight of your light tawn little body.

I throw myself into action, leaping in a circle around the hill. Maybe you're sleeping safely behind a tree on the other side? The staring deer follows my motion. Stop that! I'm looking for a fawn, not a fight! But suddenly. That face, isn't it...?

Oh. Goodness. Salli, oh wow, how you've grown! Hahaha. Oh, yeah, hey! Uhh yeah I was gonna come greet you in a minute, I was just checking out these logs back over here, for uhh... nevermind! You didn't have to just stand there and stare at me like that, you know! Howsabout coming up to say hi to your old friend, eh?? ...What are you talking about, I wasn't cringing and backing away! Why would I do that, you silly? That should be your name, "Silly", not Salli. Ahahaha.

Oh jeez, and what are you wearing? Let's get you fixed up, shall we?

It really does...
I'm busy at the university and my Etincelle is sleeping somewhere in the forest...
Her mood is close to mine and i sometimes feel lonely. (especially when my friend Lana is talking about "an ideal man she's waiting for" it's really freaking out))
Etincelle is a romantic doe so now she's having dreams of an ideal stag
And she is obviously very slow bacause the rut is over

But this doesn't matter much))

The thing is that she admires her parents<3
So she (and me) wants to wish them... everything they like))
Zeekii, PL7 - you are greeeeeaaaaat

Maybe almost all i wrote is a bit senseless... but still) I just had to say something)


And as an appology for being boring - some random autumn photos by me) They're also a bit boring) So i'm gonna make some better ones this weekend.









Suddenly the honeysuckle decided to bloom in autumn intead of spring.


These are my doggies) I have three))



UPD: some railway stuff




i couldn't help painting it violet