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Raizo {{Intro}}

May 9, 2013 - 1:48pm — Terraminator
The speckled fawn awoke in the patch of poppies, lifting its head to observe its surroundings. Raizo, its name was, stood on rigid limbs and began to stumble towards the clearing maybe five yards away. He took his time, falling over himself and crawling to his hooves again. There was a serenity in the silence of the forest that met him there, greeting him with bird calls and the sensation of grass that brushed against his ankles. His tawny pelt tickled against the wind. Eyes the color of the pond by which he stood, Raizo turned his gaze towards the sounds of another fawn's cries. He almost couldn't figure out how to mimick this, flustered and lost yet curious to follow the noise. Raizo let his legs carry him atop a rock for a better sound reception. The call came again and something, some sort of animal reaction inside his head, told him it was a doe. She called again. This time, she was closer. Filling with excitement, Raizo scampered across the sodden earth until he collided with the doe. They paused, looking each other other. The doe stepped forward and gave him her scent, standing back with a subtle smile. Bellin.
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Year's thoughts, part 1, As the time approaches.

May 8, 2013 - 3:53am — Apoidea
We spend the time as we have it, sitting quietly. Everlasting days stretch before us, endless like the perfect circle of horizon. We know that line is complete even if hills or tree trunks hide bits and pieces. And as I stare out at that thin line, I wonder how it is that we still have to end if it does not.

If it does not.

For some creatures, the horizon will disappear from view for what seems like forever. For others, they spend time they don't possess trying in vain to reach it. We'll never hold 'Forever' in our mouths like water from the fountain of youth. Nothing like that exists...

Yet I spend my time here sitting quietly, as if it will come to me.

Maybe it will, one day. Who am I to know what is planned for my future? The stag chuckled here. Only the fickle and glorious Gods know what is planned for my soul. I could be just as endless as this place and not know it. The waters that I have been in before, I could lie to myself and call them a womb, who knows if I could have been swimming in Eternity? A God far away is the only one who knows what was in the pool in his garden.


An Eden that I exiled myself from, and for this place.







And you know what?















I'm glad I did.
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Revealed-and-Found

May 7, 2013 - 6:37pm — Pegasicorn
The title is a play off of "hide-and-seek". What I figure the opposite would be.
I played with changing points of view in this, so I hope it's not confusing.
"Hiding and Spying" was drawn in the middle of typing this, so it kinds of relates to it.
Last story: "Scribbles"

Enjoy?

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The Cardinal's Dream (Story featuring Tea)

May 7, 2013 - 4:38am — quadraptor
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The Cardinal's Dream
Featuring SoliloquyChryseis' Tea



Most legends under the Sun
Were forged in ancient history
But this legend was one
That happened very recently

The recent legend begins
In the Birch trees very high
In a Forest that never ends
Sat a cardinal that wished to fly

She was a young child in her nest
And to her mother she sang
But when she tried to fly her best
She hit the ground with a bang

It was fortunate that a doe was close
Tea the feathered one she was called
She quickly and quietly approached
Fearful she would be appalled

"Please help me, I fell down!"
The little cardinal cheeped to her
"And my mother is a lovely brown"
She added the detail right after

Tea blinked, though thankful now
That the little one was still alive
And lowering her head with a bow
She spoke a pleasant reply

"I will find your mother, my dear.
That I will promise to you.
But I do not know how to get you near
Your nest in the tree too."

The cardinal closed her eyes
Saying something unexpected it seemed
"I know how to get to the nest of mine,
I'll fly just as I've dreamed."

Tea gave a tilt of her head
And came close to the little thing
"How will you fly back homestead
Without your feathery wings?"

"It is easy, mother taught me."
The cardinal cheerfully chimed
"With many flaps of my wings
I'll be there in no time!"

She flapped and fluttered and tried
But soon wore herself out well
But she was determined with all her might
To fly from where she fell

The doe watched, but had an thought
And from her headdress of feathers
She plucked out a whole lot
And attached them without tethers

The little one flapped and with peacock strength
She lifted right off the ground
"I'm flying!
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Scribbles

May 6, 2013 - 6:51am — Pegasicorn
Have some more socially awkward characters. \o/
Last one: "Memory Lapse"

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Memory Lapse

May 5, 2013 - 6:36am — Pegasicorn
The next part of this series of short stories.
Comes after "Knife-Throwing 2".

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Medieval (Story featuring Vaharo)

May 4, 2013 - 5:10am — quadraptor
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Medieval
Featuring Staff's Vaharo





He sat alone, watching the birds hopping around and pecking the ground. He felt uninspired today. It was a strange feeling, and standing, he outstretched his wings and took flight. The birds were close by, following him to see where he was going.

The winged deer soon saw the old Ruins, and felt like it would be a good idea to perch there for a while. He landed on the old bricks and settled. It felt good, he liked the view and his wings and tail drooped down in relaxation. The birds followed and perched with him, chirping curiously and doing bird things.

Vaharo rested his head, and closed his eyes. Maybe a nap would make him feel better.




He opened his eyes and sat up. Yawning, he felt quite weary, and looking around, he didn't recognize where he was at. The birds weren't there, and the trees were strange species that didn't grow in the Endless Forest. He would then notice that he was no longer on the Ruins...but on the top of a very tall castle!

"Odd..., he thought at once, "How did I get here?"

He stood and outstretched his wings. The deer hopped off the castle and glided down to the ground level, but before he could land, he heard something zip past him. "What was that?", he asked and looked about.

Another thing flew past him. He now realized it was an arrow! He looked down in time to see someone in full plate armor with a bow, aiming right at him!

The deer flew and maneuvered to avoid the next arrow the knight released, and before could get the next one ready, the deer swooped down and flew above him. "What are you doing? Are you trying to kill me?", he questioned at once.
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The Spirt Bear (Story featuring Zahava)

May 4, 2013 - 4:30am — quadraptor
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The Spirit Bear
Featuring Riddledrhyme's Zahava






It was known to most Endless Forest deer that there were places in the Forest where once could 'pass through' into the rest of the world outside the deer paradise. Many had done this before, when they wished to visit other lands or had other things that needed to be done.

In Zahava's case, she just wanted to get away from the Forest for a while. A little break, some alone time, that's all she wanted.

She looked left and right before finding the portal to the lands outside the Forest, and passing through, it would look as if she simply vanished. In her eyes, she stepped through and instantly felt a whiff of different scents in the air. The land outside didn't smell the same as the Endless Forest. Predatory animals passed by here often, even humans at time, who could never find the entrance to the Forest.

Zahava knew how to get back, so she went off on her own. The place she was at was a dense woodland, and perking her ears, she could hear a river somewhere close by. She suddenly found herself to be very thirsty, and licking her lips, she went in the direction of the water, smelling it coming closer and closer. She stopped for a second, suddenly grimacing as she felt a slight pain in her chest. It was odd, as if she had just run a marathon and was out of breath, but soon it ceased and she felt normal. She ignored this and kept going.

The doe soon found a rushing rapid. The sound of water was much louder here, and as she looked across the place, she soon realized she was not alone. Not only were salmon jumping up-river, but in the center of the river, on a large boulder, was a white bear. It wasn't a polar bear, but a native of the area often known as a Spirit Bear.
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Crystal Tears (Story featuring Alina)

May 4, 2013 - 3:48am — quadraptor
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Crystal Tears
Featuring Bladeliger76's Alina
Requested by SoliloquyChryseis








No one knew exactly how it happened, but the Forest was suddenly ablaze.

There was a loud bang in the Birch Forest. The sky was dark, as if it was about to rain, but no raindrops ever fell. The sky flashed like a thunderstorm. Maybe it was lightning that started it. No one was certain, but all they knew was that there was a raging wildfire burning the trees.

Everyone was running away, but the Forest was endless, and they would soon escape the fire only to come face to face with it. The flames were growing fast, burning everything in the way. The heat was unbearable to those who were too close, and before they knew it, the deer and inhabitants of the Forest were running to the Pond. They knew the water was the safest place to be, but the crowd was gathering quickly.

Alina was asleep, she had found a comfortable place in the Ruins and took a nap there. Her ears perked, and she heard the commotion, as well as the heat. She opened her eyes and immediately squinted, the flames were already close. She immediately jumped to her hooves and tried to run, but she soon realized the flames had already surrounded the Ruins. She knew she wasn't safe there, the old foundation could crumble on her at any moment. Still, she didn't want to be here.

She saw an opening in the blaze. She was already overheating here, and mustering her courage, she bolted and ran toward the place, barely singeing her fur and getting past the Ruins the time it collapsed. She was lucky she had left when she did, and that there was a clearing where the flames hadn't reached yet.

"Help! Someone!", she heard, and turning, she saw a pair of fawns alone and frightened. The fire was already closing in around them, and Alina rushed to their aid.
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Would anyone like a story? (Currently Full)

May 4, 2013 - 3:03am — quadraptor
I'm in a weird mood right now where I'd like to write. So uhh...first three people to post a character and a link to their bio will get some kind of short story. You can choose your own character or someone else's, I really don't mind either way.

You're also welcome to suggest a theme for the story - comedy, horror, fantasy, science fiction.
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