Deer of the Forest.

I have found something the forest is not meant to know.

Is not meant to have....

I fear the wrath of our Gods should I reveal this secret to you.

Pages upon pages of a dialect resembling the names we carry.

A Lost Language, a Wirtten Word of the Forest...

I will speak the words.

[ A dialect left un spoken in thousands of years rolls off her tongue. Once spoken by the First Deer of the Forest, the knowledge of the Language resides within the mind of every deer. An uncanny ability to translate the words. You listen carefully to the voice narrating which has replaced Mystress'. A human voice. The First Ancestors of the Human-less Forest, you now dwell in. Chills run up your spine as you hear the last words ever written. They somehow know you, and you, know them. ]

The gound shakes beneath our feet....

"Lo you have been given too much!

You have become greedy creatures

and care no more for gratitude to your Gods!"

My hand shakes as I write this. Their voices crack and penetrate the walls around me. Soon to

become Ruins. Their voices return now, as I record the last written words of the Forest.

"You will no longer be able to become man or beast,

you are unworthy of being either!

No, you will become both, never to know the pleasures of either!

Man and Beast together.

You will not speak,

and you will have no name,

for you have tainted your privilege

and have upset your Gods with your ways!"

The forest grows silent and still... The stone walls around me are cold and stiff...

Wait.

A thunder.

I look out.

My god, Man becomes Beast and yet still Man! They call out in desperate crys,

voices melting into horrible roars. The black scribbles I write upon this parchment will be my last,

the last Written Word of the Forest. My hands are becoming stiff and the walls around me begin to

tumble into the darkness of the night and the candles upon my desk have been blown out....

A voice calls.

"You will wait Two Thousand and Ten Years, and Thirty One days

After the Winter Solstice.

It is then, and only then may you ask your

Written Word to be returned to you.

Gratitude is something you Man Beasts have failed in,

perhaps some reverence will get you somewere?"

]


This is our first task.....Great spirits... what can we do....?

(This in an interactive activity, I would enjoy it if your deer could play along and help Mystress unlock the key to asking the in-forest gods to allow Written Word again. The reward will be a symbol-based alphabet in which you can write in as a "code" which can be used in real life mostly, when giving out cards to other TEFers, in which the other person can "crack" the code to your message, or written on pictures-- whatever... Maybe scanned messages? And/or a more complex system that can be a SPOKEN language as well as written (Such as: Kut a veyer a lete oor!) there is a simple and fun way that anyone can learn, without actually LEARNING another language, trust me... You'll see... If you would like this for the entire community to use at will, whenever, wherever, help Mystress out! I need lots of people to be interested!!
I think it would be lots of fun to have a Forest Language with cool symbols you can scribble in whenever. Or, if your deer is a scholar and really wants to get into it, you could have them speak in the Ancient Forest Language for emphasis, and give your readers/RPers something to "crack"! 8D)