Had fun with Illume earlier. Pine cones are fun especially when you're a fawn. The antlers look so out of place on a fawn. XD Learning how to change my fur to red was fun too. I think I'm addicted to this game now XD
Today was my first real time in the forest and I absolutely loved it. I met another fawn and we danced. Soon we found other fawns and deer to dance and play with. At it's largest our group numbered five. Unfortunately although I had taken screenshots they didn't save so I have no pictures to show The only symbol I can properly describe was one that reminded me of a penguin or maybe a prinny. If anyone knows who that is, I'd be very grateful for them to get in touch with me as I really enjoyed tonight.
[=darkgreen]Life! Life already falls into its patterns of birth and crowds and rushing joy, sunlit forest days in a break from the seasonal fog and the seasonal mad rush to the grand zombie's side. I rejoice in it, after my recent ordeal. But I admit...I'm also a little stunned by it. My body's not as it was -- I sense the light in my leaves and feel the fur of my underbelly on my wooden legs. Between that and the rush of company again, I'm feeling a little dizzy...
So today, I resolved to take it easy. I saw Walter -- or his ghost, or his phantom, or what-have-you (now that I've been dead, I still don't know what it is to be a ghost.) I know at times my feelings are conflicted about Walter, but I'm happy to see him again after so long, even as a shade. I hope he'll be back again soon -- and hopefully in a more peaceful state of mind than the one that keeps earning him his death. And I sat with him and Ravynn on the Red Hill. I think Ravynn meant to compliment me on my new appearance with her comments -- I wasn't really sure. Perhaps she was just meant to tease, pointing out that with more of my heritage (of sorts) in my appearance, I'm more suited to the name 'Seed.' But I never knew if I was or not before; it's my name. It's merely a part of me.
I couldn't tell if there was still a birth or an after-birth going on downhill from the Red Hill, where the berries collected like water in the lowerst point, and just as blue. Most of the crowd seemed, in my dreams, to be elsewhere. I was so relieved to be alive, among safe friends...I mostly slept the day away by them, until I was left alone, and surrendered myself to a deep sleep.
Collective thoughs... Warning: May be random or suddenly take strange turns.
Well; I joined today. I'll be downloading the game soon, and... I need to practice... I'm not really sure what to write. I understand that a blog is similar to a diary in many ways, but it is also public. I wouldn't want stalkers or creepers staring at my entries, analyzing them, trying to find out who I am or where I am and stuff.
Yes, I watch too many horror movies.
I love sci-fi, as a genre, but there are too many cruddy movies and shows that butcher it. I do NOT like Prometheus, or the Alien v.s. Predator movies... Though I understand why many others do. It just isn't for me. I find it completely boring and I hate the fact that there are no puzzles; nothing to challenge your mind or engage it in some way.
I like movies with a purpose. One that doesn't include having everyone (or almost everyone) die and have hardly any interaction between the characters/species/etc.
My grammar is horrendous tonight. Please excuse it. I feel like my mind is wrapped in a thick fog of some sort.
I want a cookie.
Bye.
~Goes to play Vapire Diaries on FB while nomming on a cookie~