Below the Cut is CSS and the Story of How Amadalia came to enter the Forest.
- You are free to Interact with Amadalia on this Thread if you Desire

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Hello everyone, this blog was just made because I had decided to pick up a pencil
and paper. I hope you all like it, it's just of my thoughts at the time, and my inspiration
was the song, " Firework" by Katy perry. I guess this will be the intro. of my new book
I'm working on. Please please please comment. Thank you!!!



As I feel a sudden chilly, evil breeze brush against my neck, I could sense what was
coming. Nothing as I ever imagined, a fate worse than death, slowly encircling me,
wrapping me into it- and consuming me. Even though it is dark and I can see nothing,
I close my eyes. What else can I do? Watch this terrible fate seal itself upon me? No. I
have to face this sooner or later, so I want to hurry the process. Yet, even though it has
been but a few moments, they seem to last lifetimes. Then, with it's icy fingers, it put me
within it's grasp, slowly crushing out all good. But wait! What is that? Slowly, a hard warmth
was growing from the center of me. Then it hit me, hard and thoroughly, with it's plain
and obviousness- rage. Anger. Slowly, and then suddenly, it grew. The thing I had once
feared as my fate, quickly let it's grasp completely go of me, and as I grew stronger with
rage, then courageousness, then hope, it shriveled away. It then began cowering at the good I
have brought out of it's most terrible grip. Then, the light grew stronger, and brighter.
It races towards me, eager to meet my consciousness. Then, when I think all worse is over,
everything goes blank.

So warm, so very very warm, my chin on your shoulders, at your belly, on your knees, over your back. To explore you with my lips, my whiskers, my nose. The smell of you, the very aura of your existence, I relish it- it is my nectar.

I inhale, and my following breath parts your fur like a stone entering a pool, and for a moment I can see the pale of your skin. It's smoothness is alien to me, but I love the sight of it. I exhale again, only to breath in your scent, again, nudging myself closer- ever-ever closer.

I can't be close enough..

It's never enough..

I want to suffocate myself in you. I crave impossible intimacy, I want to enter you, breath in you, thrive in you- it's never enough. You think it too much, but it is never, ever enough.

My mouth finds your chin, your jaw. Supple, tender reminders left there, tokens of adoration. I can't reach your ears.. but oh, how I wish I could whisper things into them, tell you over and over how much you mean to me, over and over, until I can't breathe another word.

You smile, and ah! I would think my very spirit lifted from my body in delight. I capture it in my mind, replay it a million times over. How it pleases me, how knowing I could make such a think happen carries my heart.

My heart..

Oh, my heart. If only I could tell you how much it is yours.

How you stand before all others.

How I would bend the world for you.

How I would break my self for you.

How I break my heart for you.

My nostrils fill with your scent, again, nose pressed affectionately so to the broad of your neck. I can close my eyes, and you are all that exists to me, now.. all that exists.

So here I am with Banteris, my fawn, yet I've no idea how I can express his character or traits that make him different from any other deer.
(I find the limited duration of items on the fawns annoying, as it doesn't really make me want to try and develop the character if his look wont stay put for more than a minute. Constantly having to re-Load the stuff I want is frustrating, just thought i'd get that out there.)

So I was wondering if a few of you might be interested in telling me about your deer and how you developed them as their own character. It might help me log on for more than 30 minutes if I can get into this game. XD;

Regards,
Bant