One Of Them

I do not wish to become the master of trickery and magic...
...associated with dragons and cattle.

I do not wish to become the one who sleeps under the Old Oak...
...slithering in and out of its thick roots.

I do not wish to become the heir to the Lord of the Underworld...
...master of earth and water.

My father...

I wish to become one with this Forest...
...the Endless Forest of peace and harmony.

I wish to be...
...one of them.


Just a little something inspired by Volos' reflection I saw in the Pond. ^^; I really liked this screenshot, so I edited it and made this poem. I think it's cool that if you go to the Pond as a fawn, and look at the reflection, you have antlers. I think I had flowers on his head when this happened.

Here is a little bit of information about Volos...
http://endlessforest.org/community/volos-start-biography