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9th July 2012

July 10, 2012 - 2:01am — Eledhwen22
To begin the day, a little prayer:
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Hmhmhmhelpmaybe?

July 7, 2012 - 11:32am — Vo1d
Hmhmhm I want to be able to make biographies or what ever for my deer. I know html, but I don't know how to get it to work? I've never done it before.
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Free commissions

July 5, 2012 - 6:55pm — tinkee
Just doing some free commissions on Deviantart, so you are welcome to request TEF-related or any others characters
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The Diary of Seed, 7-4-12

July 5, 2012 - 6:34pm — Seed
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Yesterday morning, I did not plan to do much at the time; I planned to go and get some candles, as I heard that there was someone (alas, I cannot recall their romanized name, only their pictogram and their kindness) offering to summon up some new ones from the annals of history.
Time is never quite time here -- I blink, and the magic about me acts as if it were yesterday... Provided, as so often happens with candles, I remember to do so before yesterday becomes the day before yesterday. So, a stranger reaching even further back, with magic I lack... it is sometimes quite impressive indeed. I met the deer upon the rocks, and he cast them on me, where they sat, waiting for the shift in weather and in light to give them flame...
I'd have gone on my way, if I hadn't have noticed Sage awakening in the distance.

I rushed to meet her, and for a time we twirled about in the flowers where she meditates, light as butterflies, our laughter rising up like flower petals. There's a sort of meditation to motion; the mind lifts and empties in the delight of the body, and everything becomes a momentary snapshot, like an artist's reference of a walk-cycle, an artist's version of a cycle of feeling; frozen in a shutter-click portrait moment. And so it came that we were running over the hills, cycling around...
Until I called for a brief break to catch my breath. Once I'd regained it, I suggested that we do something I'd been putting off for a while: take a walk to see, in careful detail, the forest in the light...
Of planning another poetry scavanger hunt. So we walked, and I considered my options as the fall of the light through the canopy revealed this secret or that, this idea or another; was this odd bed of ferns too obscure? Was this structure or that too obvious? It is all appreciable, all-inspiring, or so it seemed as Sage and I picked our way through it.


We wandered to the ruins, where everything is special, singular, and distinct.

A new fawn.

July 4, 2012 - 2:47am — SladeJT
Today was strange. My first journey in the forest and I found so much that confused me, such as the rings of mushrooms every so often. There were strange stones and unusual ruins. One such place was home to a blue "ghost". I call him such as he glowed while greeting me, in such as I could comprehend anyway. After spending some time with him, I moved on.

The forest is beautiful but I swear it looped around when I tried going as far north as I could. That pair laying against a tree looked so familiar... I even met the "ghost" among the stones again, but I think he was asleep.

I came across a small group. There was a white stag marked with black wings. He was the first I saw to have red leaf-like horns. His friends were a stag marked like a monarch butterfly and a crimson stag with a skull over his head. They were nice but we just stood around prancing in place so I resumed my wanderings. I came across a stone pool, but a black stag with white stripes, also wearing a skull, and having red leaf-horns was laying in the water.

Eventually, I came across a small herd. The one who greeted me was a black peacock-feathered stag. The herd had so many skulls-wearers. One even had a bone-marked hide! Surprisingly, the one with bat horns didn't have any bones. Several fawns came up to us while we were jumping and prancing around for no good reason. I think we were all glad to see each other. Before I settled down to sleep, I met a white stag with small horns and a butterfly wing mask.

My only problem with the forest is that I have no idea what anyone is "saying" or what to do. To make it worse, I don't know how to convey my confusion. Of course, the fact that so many deer wore skulls is kind of disturbing. I wanted to ask if they were deer skulls or bird skulls... but how do you ask something like that?

Here is hoping that things start making more sense when I wake.

Fawn life

July 3, 2012 - 1:15pm — Zark
Day 2 in the Endless Forest

I met a friendly deer in the Forest. We kept eating mushrooms and casting mask spells at each other. Then I saw a fawn with the same name/pictogram as mine. I don't know if it's a server bug or someone hacked me. I will upload some screenshots as soon as I figure out how.

My First Diary with Shadow <3

July 3, 2012 - 12:58am — DarkMistyNight
Today I watched my deer, Shadow, exploring new things, learning how things go and different environment. He likes that magical pond that transform him into different animals like: a raven, a bunny rabbit, a frog, a dove, a bat, and a squirrel. Shadow and I like those circular mushrooms all over the forest. We watch how you sleep and other deer will cast a spell on you to transform into different animals and even (I didn't know this but...) even tiny little deer! Now thats pretty cool!
Also Shadow is impress by that skeleton fur. He would want that when he grows up. And he likes that skull mask, was also impressing. He heard that strange/strong noise through the air and it was one of the deer who have that mask. He is impressed how you can run and jump at the same time and start flying when your on a hill. Shadow made some new friends along the way and I found this hulerious that a deer started to fall down laughing and Shadow started to laugh too. (For no reason...) XD Good times, Good times...
Me and Shadow have enough experience for now.
Goodbye TEFc and goodbye TEF, hope we have another exciting adventures for tomorrow! (; Laughing out loud
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Within the fog

June 27, 2012 - 10:16pm — Laciful
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As she opened her eyes to a new day Willow had discovered something different about the weather. It felt cooler and noticed it wasn't as bright out.

She was confused about what was going on around her. Some of her senses started lowering and others began to heighten.

Her ears perked up to listen to what was around her picking up sounds of hooves moving, twigs snapping, wind blowing and the stream splashing at a vivid pace. This had brought her mind to a new level of experiences with her vision being so poor.

Cool air made her nose wiggle and it started to moisten a little. She didn't feel anything like a cold coming on but it did make her nose more aware of the smells around. The earth was rich with soil and she could pick up on the scent of rotting leaves.

Since her vision wasn't available she had to rely mostly on her sense of smell and hearing.

Sounds of crows cawing from the distance startled Willow that made her jump in the air a few inches back. A chirp from a bug made her jump again and turn her head in the direction from which it came.

It gave her more appreciation for her vision but still found she didn't use her other senses as much as she should. Relying on visual all the time wasn't to keen especially if you needed the others to be sharp enough.

With age though Willow will come to hone her senses to maintain a respectable balance to keep on her hoof tips and stay alert when one part of her becomes vulnerable.
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