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WIShfull revenge Warning:Mild Violence

Wishes, pure and simple and....weak. Those are the things that gives the boy his life. When you stop Wishing, he grows weaker. But he, is not one to mess with, If you're looking for a fight to win, stray far from this little star.

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~*~ Through Twisted Dreams ~*~ (Old)

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Return to Nature - Supplement II

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What are you most afraid of? An animal? Intruders in your home?

Perhaps...heights?

Close your eyes. Just imagine the breeze from the altitude. It is strong but brisk, and the air has a clean scent. Your body is cold from the air but warm from the sunlight. The sound of the wind is loud, but you feel at peace here.

Open your eyes.

You're standing on a great plateau. Before you is a cliffside, with a great waterfall that flows right from the top of the cliff. The water pours right off of the edge, creating a mist as it plummets for miles. The ground below is almost barely visible, but you can see where the water collects down there, forming a river. You look to the horizon, seeing a great jungle that stretches for miles, and is blanketed by a thin mist.

Your heart races. Are you really thinking about it? Wouldn't it be a suicide leap?

"Do it. You know you want to feel it.", you hear a familiar voice say. You realize that your deer is standing there with you. "Don't hesitate, don't worry, just jump.", they say.

"But I'll die.", you reply.

The deer shakes their head, "This is only a dream, and besides, everyone needs to let go every once in a while.", they reply.

"Are you sure?", you question them.

"Trust me. You have before, why wouldn't you trust me now?", they reply, and giving you a little nuzzle, they say, "It'll be fun. Come on, I'll jump with you."

You hesitate, looking off the edge. It is really far, and the river is really small and may be hard to land in. You begin to doubt yourself, wondering why your deer wants you to jump.

...But you take a deep breath, "One...", you say.

"Two..."

"Three!"

You and your deer jump off the side. The two of you free fall, the wind hitting your face rapidly. You pass by the falls, feeling the mist coming from them.
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Return to Nature - Story X

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The next few days you have felt very enlightened. Your work has been much more productive, and your friends have enjoyed your company a little more than normal. You are home one day, and sitting in your favorite chair, you turn on the television.

Flipping through the channels, you stop on a channel that you never watch. There is a commercial on, with a voice talking about saving nature from being demolished, and what you can do to help. You normally don't pay attention to these kinds of commercials, but something was different about this one.

The commercial pans across a wide open field, where wildflowers of many colors blanket the place, and a gentle breeze makes them wave and sway beautifully. You slowly stop hearing the voice in the commercial, and closing your eyes, you hear your deer's voice, "Today, your life will change.", they say.

You open your eyes in response to the voice, and are surprised that you are standing in the wildflower field you were just watching. The flowers let off an intoxicating scent collectively, and it fills your lungs and makes your mind reminisce of a simple life. You notice a variety of insects crawl and flutter around this place.

It must be paradise for them. You see butterflies of all kinds land on the bountiful flowers, bees pollinating happily, beetles climbing the stalks and enjoying the leaves, dragonflies hovering above almost aimlessly, and many others. You know the insects will not bother you, so you walk into the flowers, letting your hands touch a few of them as you walk. You feel little bits of dew collect onto your hands - it must be an early morning here.

You then hear some of the flowers rustling. Stopping, you listen for it again. Are there predators out here? Are you in danger?

You then see your deer pop their head up from the flowers, looking at you with a mouthful of them.
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~*: The note :*~

Somewhere in the deep forest, where only the greenest grass and sweetest smells lay, lyed a note, waiting to be read aloud to every hurting heart out there. This is for you, sonata.

Dear god,

If you wanted to make my friends come back to live here, with me, would you?
If you could make the grass here, even greener, would you?
If you could make humans have less heartaches, would you?
If you could find a reason to stop global warming, would you?
IF you could find a way to make everyone happy, would you?
If you could put a stop to poverty and homelessness, would you?
If you could find a way to make my friend come back, would you?


And god replied:

I could do all those things, my child, but, there is a reason for everything. And if i did happen to make everything you mentioned happen, then don't you think your friend is in a much better place?


Sonata, if y words offended you in any way im sorry, but, your friend knows you loved her dearly. And i know you heart is filled with ache. The thing you must know is your friend, ari, is in a much better place. <3 Be well.
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Thoughts and memories....(interaction blog everyone welcome).

Anyone wanna RP?


MY deer-


Tobbie, tenley, and arapaho.
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The best day ever!

I just got back from my grandma's house yesterday. it was like the best day of my life! the fish in her pond are just huge mungas! they were swimming right next to my doc that I was fishing on. I You could see their shadows through the water. I also caught a massive catfish twice in a row. it was soooooo much fun. While I was there, I did some artwork. I drew a couple of deer. I wish I could put them on the website. They are soooooo realistic, I loved making them.
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Hi everyone, im totally new around here... :3

hi, im Muyoyo, new here, nice to meet u guys Smiling

Tandè [First note]

drip......
......drip
The young stag shakes his head vigorously, dashing for the shelter of the old oak he'd deemed the Great Tree. He lays down on the cool earth surrounded by other deer and a few fawns, all seeking shelter from the rain. He loves this new scent in the air...it's as if all the earth is breathing...
A faint unfamiliar smell comes to his nose. It's followed by a call that's low and mournful.
It can't be a deer, he reasons, no deer sounds like that.
The other deer hear it but they don't bother themselves with it. He stays calm like they do...and listens to the faint sound. They almost sound like words...he listens...

......tandè yo ap machè.........
.............tandè voi yo ki ap chantè.....
........Tandè chase a ki pral vini......

........Gadè yo, tout fet pral fini.....
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"Do you understand me, little ones?" A calm voice says.
I nod, my eyes are shut tightly and I can hardly smell.
"You both must look after each other, pran swen youn lot, because our time is short."
I'm aware of someone beside me. They are smaller, weaker... but whomever is speaking I feel is strongest. They must be far larger than the both of us. It takes me a long time to open my eyes, even so the lids are heavy, the world is dark except for a circle of pure white right before me. I reconize it as a face, glowing eyes staring at me...through me.
"Your eyes open so soon little one..."
I stare...I feel so weak...I cannot do anything...
"But I must be sorry...I've scared you..." The voice came again.

It has no mouth....

I felt a strange sense of fear rise in my belly.

What is it....

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