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The Greatest Gift

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The Mark of the Gods (Featuring ZiraBay)

From my 3rd Annual Art Request for Writing

The Mark of the Gods
Featuring Bayleen's ZiraBay



The doe walked through the Forest
On a quiet afternoon
Just to find some fun around
And humming a lovely tune

Bay stopped and noticed something strange
On a boulder it seemed to spark
She approached and looked with curiosity
At the strange glowing mark

With a quick poke of her hoof
The mark granted her power
Before she realized what had happened
She created a giant red flower!

Bay gasped at the sight right then and there
Before she discovered her gift
She had gained the powers of the Twin Gods
As the Forest began to shift

The sky turned purple and the sun went down
And twilight came upon the land
As great big flowers bloomed all around
Many quite large and grand

With a laugh and a dance, the clouds rained bubbles
And the Pond became the color of gold
The trees dripped maple and honey sweets
And many more things to be told

The night soon came with a great meteor shower
And bright rainbows that filled the sky
As all around every deer raised their head
To marvel at the sight so high

But then it was time to give the gift back
As Michael and Auriea soon came
The power now gone and the Forest changed back
Everything that was once the same

But they smiled to Bay and asked her this
"What would you like to stay?"
She thought quietly and then replied
"Can we keep the bubble rain?"

The gods nodded and the sky bubbled once more
For the deer to all dance and play
And for finding the Mark of the Gods'
We had but to thank our Bay
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vi. Ideal

Too often

We let our hearts soar away in fear
And leave our bodies
Cold and soulless
To adjust.

Throwing ourselves away
To appease the whims of others.


No.


I am free.



I'm free and you soon will be
My home
My forest
My family.




I shall bring this dragon down to size.
Clipping his wings
Turning him back into the small bird he once was.




And then I will be free to join you in the revelry.
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CSS Help?

Okay, asking for help because I can't seem to figure it out on my own.

What I wanted to do was have three div boxes, one centered, one above and to the left of the centered one and one below and to the right of the centered one. So it'd be sort of diagonal. What I got stuck with was trying to get the divs to move all the way to the right or to the left. No matter what I did, they just stayed centered, and I've sort of run into a dead end with figuring it out.


Is there a trick to getting the div boxes to move to the left or right?


Oh, they were going to be tabbed too, which I can make, but I wanted the tab links to be right(for the left one) top(for the centered one) and left(for the right one). But I wanted them directly beside the div box without noticeable space between them. I think it's possible, I just don't know the trick to do that either.

Does any of this make sense, or do it sound like mush?


I appreciate any help you have to offer. And I can try to make it clearer if it doesn't make any sense to you.
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The Gift of Flame (Featuring Rhoda)

From my 3rd Annual Art Request for Writing

The Gift of Flames
Featuring RedRaptor96's Rhoda



Fire, fire, burning bright
Bringing warm and kindling light
We wish we may we wish we might
Wish upon a fiery sight

Her hooves spark fire as she runs
Fierce and burning like the Sun
Who knows how fire was won
But Rhoda was lucky to be the one

Those who see may think at first
That the doe was clearly cursed
But she quelled a primal thirst
For agility with every fiery burst

With every step she left a flame
The only marking of her game
How could anyone hope to tame
The one who is too fast to claim?

She laughs and grins as she runs past
The doe was simply way too fast
A blur in the eyes of those who asked
What just ran by with fiery blast

And as the day and night now shift
So ended the doe's flaming gift
But she was happy she could be so swift
As the fire in her hooves quietly rift

Rhoda went to her place of rest
Wondering if anyone could have guessed
That she was the runner of flame so blessed
She smiled as her secret was never addressed

The doe of the sun laid down her head
Her heart still pulsing and beating its stead
The flames now soot where her hooves had tread
But the fire within would never be dead
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One sheep over the fence (Featuring Nidhem)

From my 3rd Annual Art Request for Writing

One sheep over the fence
Featuring Kallonate's Nidhem



The lambs plant their memories
Of hopping over the fence
For those who cannot sleep
On nights loud and tense

But not every planter of dreams
Is wooly lamb or sheep
Many are Forest deer here
Who themselves cannot sleep

Nidhem walked carefully
Past restless stags and does
And with a whisper in their ear
They slumber through their woes

They never hear him coming
On three hooves he walks
And his voice is much like the gods'
Strong and powerful words he talks

The stag does his job well
As he makes sure none stay awake
The Twin Gods know the importance of sleep
So insomnia is never at stake

Though Nidhem knew his sacrifice
There was a price for this flight
For as others fell asleep around him
He would not sleep this night

The stag found the last restless deer
And nipped his ear with the words
"One sheep over the fence"
It was all that needed to be heard

The Forest slumbered thanks to him
Every deer but him slept now
So Nidhem sighed and went to the Pond
And sat quietly in the shallow

He closed his eyes and tried to sleep
But his mind was full of clutter
He couldn't keep his thoughts still
Almost like a hummingbird's flutter

But he had one last thought
And it broke the spell
He thought of a deer hopping a fence
And fell asleep quite well

So the moral of this tale
Is that no sacrifice is ignored
For every gift given away
Even greater is the reward
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v. A Dream

Staring deeply into the expanse of blue, I watch them drift in and out of my line of sight. Wispy pillows of white and gray, mottled like sunshine through leaves. Their astounding beauty captivates my very soul. I could watch all day, from the moment they’re silhouetted against the starry night to the moment they are painted pink with the morning… I would let dew rest upon me without notice. Through the day I’d watch them be purified white, then dyed crimson in the evening. As they fade from my sight, I’d mourn their loss.

I’d done so for years… and neglected to be captivated again until now.

What is it that captivates me so about the sky? What makes me wish to trace pictures in the clouds like sand? To swirl my hooves in the fluffy expanses like water?

I take an afternoon swim just to feel as if I am with those beautiful clouds. The water makes me reminisce… the memories both sweet and bitter. I never made it to those white tufts… not even when I flew.

Quickly, I submerge my head. Cold clarity will keep the Jay away. Unfortunately I need to breathe.
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iv. Bitten

You ignorant child
Do you really think
You could tame something so wild?

That a dragon would bow
To a little light
On the head of a cow?

What makes your head full
Of such laughable lies
Such pure bull?

Moss
I'm sorry to tell you
Of a terrible loss.

Your mind is cracked
Or had you forgotten
Just what you lacked?

I watched down
From that tree when you fell
Your brain splattering on the ground.

Has losing that filled
Your head with such lies?
Will you ever be smart and strong willed?

Or will you forever
Have the mind of a fawn
Learning more never?

Tut tut, Moss.
Have you already forgotten
That I am the boss?

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.
.


Go, jay.
You shall not again
Get in my way.

As I say, I repeat.
You will never
See me bow in defeat.

My tines will never adorn your crown
And you will never ever
See me bow down.


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-and again off the jay went
His seed planted
Hoping his luck was not spent.-
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