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The history of a lost Dove~One

October 3, 2010 - 7:01am — Kittyo8

Violence and blood warning!

Ninety-seven.

Ninety-eight.

Ninety-nine.

One hundred… It is exactly one hundred hind-steps from the nearest mushroom growths to my place. It borders the birch forest and the much darker, older trees of the First forest. The small area is marked by a single tree surrounded by a barren reddish brown patch of earth. You cannot see anything unusual, perhaps the seemingly endless grasses of the bright birches world and the rolling hills and a few birds here and there. I've brought only one deer to this place, but a great many fawns. It is partly shaded by the oaks and partly exposed to the sun…all the more to love.

I suppose you'd like me to stop chasing after sparrows and tell the tale already. I must warn you that this is nothing for the younger ears. It is one of the few stories I will never tell to even the most curious of the fawns. Since you ask and persist (but mostly because you bring honey comb), I will tell you.

Sit now, and be warm.

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Just some new links PLEASE!!!!

October 2, 2010 - 7:31am — hmarmstrong

I was just a wonderin' if there is any of U that would like to draw my deer. I hate to throw somethin' out like this but I kinda have to. I can't just tell you my pictogram because my deer isn't designed yet. LIKE I SAID I just want you sweet ole' guys to make some pictures of my deer. That's fine isn't it?

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Hello everyone, i think i'm getting the hang of this now...

October 2, 2010 - 1:58am — Marilasd

Hey everyone, i think i'm finally getting the hang of this now. i love how much reads i am getting, and i know its not so much of a big deal, but its so cool, i feel so popular XD i'm trying to strike up some conversation though, so does anyone wanna say anything??

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This mask we wear...

October 2, 2010 - 1:39am — SentrySeb

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The Pear.

October 2, 2010 - 12:46am — Emerald

It was a calm, warm day in the forest. The sun had been hovering in the sky for some time now, and the grass was completely warmed from its strong rays. During this point of the day, the deer were either basking or lurking in the shade to avoid the heat. Underneath trees lay several deer, many dozing off in the serene atmosphere. The young Dieu himself rested underneath an oak tree as a gentle breeze slightly ruffled his fur. Every so often he would flick his head to the side, casting aside the long strands of fur that dangled over his mask.

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Runnin' on empty.

October 1, 2010 - 4:48am — SentrySeb

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I Will Always Return

September 29, 2010 - 3:50pm — kate3628

Hi every one! i just wanted to write a fun little story about endless forest. this did not really happen in endless forest its just made up and it has a little twist in it. If i get at least 15 coments by the end of October Ill make another one. Well enjoy!

Hi I'm Freedom. I was born not to long ago but I was born differnt from the other fawns...The other fawns had normal pelts but mine looked like a cows. I was often teased or mistaken for a cow. I had only one friend, her name was Lissa. Lissa didnt have any other friends but me. One day when Lissa and I were walking in the forest we herd some one say " Cow! go get it!". lissa said that it was probialy one of the other fawns teasing me.We staerd at each other for a moment ontill a huge stallion and two dogs came out of no were. Lissa and I screamed and Lissa was able to run away I tryed to follow hre but the stallion jumped in frount of me. The stallion said "Your not going anywhere!". When I turned and tryed to run the other way the two dogs started barking like mad. After a few seconeds I heard another horse. When the horse came out of the bushes, it was a mare with a man with a rope riding on her. I was mostly afraied of the rope. Once again I tryed to run away, but the other animals surroned me. The man through the rope and got it around my neck. I started thinking: Who ropes cows any more?! The farmer said 'We got it!! Lets head back to the farm!!!" The other animals followed him I was forced to follow them. Every time I tryed to break free one of the dogs would nip my ankel or the stallion will rear and all most stomp on me. When we got to the farm the farmer put me in with all the other cows in a huge fence outside. The farmer said to me and the other cows " Ill call you Besy."and he walked off. At first all the calves wanted to play with me but their parents stoped them. For some reason all the cows stayed away from me, mayde they knew I was a deer?