The blood from my artery seeps into every fiber of my despised being. Solely did the twitter bird, frozen in time, not wise enough to notice me...stay in my wake.
Fate hath dealt a cruel hand, I know this myself, and so do my brethren. And only does the cure lie within the hands of the Gods, who do not care for my fate, or the fate of my others.
And as I see every foul trick here, laid before my eyes in a crumpled heap of lies and fake scents, I growl.
I hesitate.
This forest has never wanted me.
I am cursed to desire something that I might never have.
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Feel free to speak with me, here in the false forest of pure blackness daydreams solely. Even a pyre grows lone.
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(i had another dream about entering the forest last night :/ i just want to freaking play.)
lolvein hi. <: THE SUN WILL
THE SUN WILL COME OUT.
TOMORROW.
BETCHER BOTTOM DOLLAR.
TOMORROW.
-murdered-
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Bios
Forest FAQ
For many that would mean
Might you..."pray" to the Gods for us Ghost Deer, fae creature? Alone, the calls of the few are unheard...
I've been wishing that just maybe my problem might be fixed one day, but I'm having my every hope crushed back to back x3 Not helping, lol.
(i need a good rant...i'm in a decent mood, i just wish i could play)
Ah, Anzel ;~; And...*hugs
And...*hugs Vein then runs half a mile*
....*looks at Vein sorrowfully*...The Gods may ignore me, but..I will pray for you...if..if noone else will...
-- Dannii <3
*hug*... I didn't know you
I didn't know you were supposed to post reports in the forum... Urgh...
I still hope... Plume still hopes, and Olive hopes too. He passes on encouraging words through the trees to the trees in your Forest. We pray, too.
*nuzzles all your deer...*