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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2014 8:17 pm
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Come in and take a look but don't post unless you are Azure Hale or myself. Please don't post.
Long ago there was a village that lived by the forest. In that village was a man who loved the forest. He would spend everyday speaking to it, paying great respect to the spirits that lived there as well as the animals and plants. He would often share his lunch with any creature brave enough to get close to him and sing along with the birds. Yes. The mam loved the forest and forest loved his visits. Then, the man was sadly attack by one of his own kind left to die in the forest. The forest, enrage at the needless bloodshed, killed the attacker. It then grieved and mourned the lost of its friend. Unable to save the man, the forest turned him into a mighty camphor tree so his spirit may become a part of the forest.
The forest, now filled with hate towards the humans. It closed itself off, refusing to allow any to travel through or collect any of its herbs. Any who tried would either be attack or be sent right out the way they came. Only animals were allowed safe passage.
Now the man who had loved the forest had a child who was far too young to be without parents. To return the kindness the man had shown many times, the forest sent a fox to collect the child from the village and bring it to the forest. There the forest, spirits and all the animals raised the child as their own.
Meanwhile in the village many were growing sickly and in desperate need of herbs for medicine. The forest refused to help the villagers. It was till the forest child pleaded to let the villagers have the herbs that the forest allowed it. Under one condition, the villagers was to place a small shrine by the edge of the forest where they were to leave their request for herbs overnight. Then every morning, the herbs would be sitting there, having been gather end by the forest child. This went on for many years, the village and forest once again at peace.
However, all is about to change when a stranger arrives.
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2014 9:37 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2014 9:42 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2014 10:01 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2014 9:42 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2014 8:02 pm
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Why...
She found herself lying on the green blanket of freshly-cut grasses. It was nice, realizing that it provided more comfort than a five-star hotel's queen-sized bed. She closed her eyes for a moment to feel it more. In her blank world she can smell its leafy essence, the gentle embrace it gives, the coldness of its petite droplets of dew and a shower of water it made on her face. "Wait. Shower?" her eyes flew open and she gasped. There was a man facing her. He is smiling at her yet she can't really see his face for the radiant rays of the sun made a curtain around him. "W-who are you?" she muttered with a stunned expression. Instead of replying, he simply grinned wider and stood up, ready to leave. She sat up and shouted at his fading silhouette. "Hey! Where are you going?". The mystery he holds provokes her to ask more and know why he is here. As if he heard her, he stopped. He turned around and opened his mouth when everything went white.
"Oi, missy!" a voice emanated somewhere. When she opened her eyes, she saw an old man wearing a worried expression on his aged face. "Wha.."she said softly and tried to pin her right arm to support her. A bolt of pain shot up and had her lie down again. She twisted to the side, trying to soothe her arm in burning pain. "W-wait! Don't move. We'll bring you to our village first." he said and called his companions. Two young men in their late teenage years drew closer and quickly lifted her to her feet. "You would be given help once we get there so please endure the pain in the meantime." he added and gestured the others to prepare a space in the cart for her. Blankly, she stared below. "Was it all just a dream?" she thought.
Why is this happening?
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2014 8:48 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2014 10:33 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2014 1:53 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2014 8:25 pm
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Why...
The cold wind brought her soul to reality. Waking up, it sent shivers down her spine in a blink of an eye. Quickly she sat up and warmed herself by rubbing her arms. As she does so, her eyes blinked until her sight became crystal clear. "Didn't know I slept that long." she said as she stretched her arms out. Her room was in total darkness illuminated by the moon who seems to peek by her open window. It felt both creepy and beautiful, the adjectives coming from what she had learned from the movies. "Now's not the time to slack." she reminded herself and finally used her legs to make her stable. She walked to the hanger occupied by her jacket, retrieved her grey garment and wore it before she headed downstairs.
She heard voices arguing in the dining room. "Steven, hurry up with the plates! She might be awake already". "Yes, mother!". "Don't overwork yourselves, you two. " . She poked her head out from the room's entrance and saw the three busy preparing dinner. "M-may I help? You have done too much for me and it would be very shameful if I won't lend a hand." she offered help, a flush of pinkish color on her cheeks. They were all surprised just by the widened eyes and opened mouths evident in their faces. "Well, it's fine actually. But if you insist," the woman timidly gestured to the group of wooden utensils near her husband. "Thank you." she bowed a bit and hurried to start.
Why is this happening?
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Posted: Wed Dec 24, 2014 11:42 am
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