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[.paris.]

.paris.


female | pansexual
sometimes i've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast
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story:
once upon a time...

there was an crocodile named carson. he lived in the murky green swamp surrounded
by murky green waters and murky green air and all the other animals nearly
cried in disgust every time he walked by. "he looks like vomit!" they would
cry. "he smells like a toilet!" carson was never allowed to play with the other
animals, and this made carson very sad.

sometimes, when carson would get especially sad, he would slip away into the
darkest, murkiest corner of his swamp and cry. he thought no one could hear
him, but his cries were so loud that nearly every animal heard him. they thought
he was faking. soon, "crocodile tears" became a widespread taunt for anyone
who cried. carson didn't know what to do, so he only ended up crying more.

until one day, a heron, new to the area, stumbled upon him crying. "why
are you crying" she asked, concerned. carson wiped away his tears and said "no
one wants to play with me. they all think i look bad and smell terrible." just the
recounting of these facts made carson cry even more.

hallie, the heron, flew over next to him and put a small wing around him. carson
was shocked. nobody had touched him before. "don't you think i'm disgusting?"
hallie smiled, and shook her head. then she said this:

"carson, i came to this swamp because all the other birds laughed at me too.
they said neck was too long or my legs too spindly or my head was too tiny for
my body. what i learned, though, on my trip, is that no matter where you go,
there will be animals who don't understand you or who will try to bring you down.
it's normal and understandable to cry, but the more time you spend crying, the less
time you spend loving yourself and searching for those true friends. if i hadn't stopped
crying and started flying high, i never would have found you."

carson looked up. "we're friends?"

"the best kind. best friends."

from then on, you never saw hallie without carson. they were always smiling and playing
and laughing, and soon, the other animals, so enthused by how happy they were, started
to play with them too.

carson learned that although other's words can make us cry, it is
our response to them that determines our feelings. things will always make us sad, and
it is normal to be sad, but we can choose to either remain miserable, or try our best
everyday to overcome our sadness. with the help of a few well-meaning friends, and
a drive to wake up every day to be better, soon, we will one day no longer cry those
crocodile tears.

[475/500]

"No one can make you feel inferior without your consent." - Eleanor Roosevelt

[Softea]

Username: Softea
Name: Dream
Gender: Female
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453/500

‘Dream and the Golden Lavender’

Once upon a time, Dream had once had a dream, a dream as to which she was scared of. The dream had many odd components to them, such as her friends were nothing but inamitate objects. There was no one else in the entire dream world. She couldn’t speak, she didn’t hear her breath either. It’s as if she was frozen in time. She panicked and started to run, and run. and run and run and run. Suddenly, there was nothing. Only herself running through pure blackness. Her eyes went blank white in a flash and then turned to space. Her eyes opened and she was floating endlessly through space, no sound, no movement, nothing.

She awoke early in the morning, breathing heavily but soundly. She questioned her dream and got up. Rubbing her eyes and sighing. She had been having somewhat of the same dream for as long as she could remember. Everything was different except for the end, her eyes seeing nothing but white, then her eyes opening and seeing herself float endlessly until she woke. Dream had wondered about this for the longest time, though eventually she just accepted it. Dream got up and got ready for the day, she then left the house and took a different way to the fields this time, the bright blue river water, lush green grass and plants, beautiful and quiet animals. Everything was gorgeous there. She made her way there and sat by the river in her usual spot under the tree with the pale purple flowers. She continued to write her book as she listened and watched all the beautiful sights and sounds. Until she saw it, a golden sparkle, glittering in the bright suns light. Something was shining brightly and boldly as it sat in the suns glow. Dream got up and layed her stuff down, travelling over to the river side, finding out the the golden glimmer was coming from the other side. She sucked in a breath and pulled up the bottoms of her pants, treading through the cold river water. When she made it to the other side, she found herself staring at a single golden lavender flower.

Dream was confused, it was pure gold, shining and glimmering in all its glory. Dream knew she shouldn’t have, but she picked the flower, and brought it home. She replanted the flower in her room and hoped that it would continue to grow. It was late, she got ready for bed, and fell asleep. This time she did not dream and woke up peacefully, her eyes not having dark circles as she had a restful and peaceful sleep.

She finally got the rest she needed.

[idyll]

quick mark, may find time! This is such a cute contest idea <3

[Meridiem]

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𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪: 𝕀𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕚𝕘 𝕔𝕚𝕥𝕪, 𝕒 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕓𝕠𝕪 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖 ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕕. ℍ𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕠𝕠𝕣 𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕞𝕠𝕞. ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕕, 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕓𝕒𝕤𝕖𝕓𝕒𝕝𝕝. ℍ𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕘𝕠 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕐𝕄ℂ𝔸 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪 𝕓𝕒𝕤𝕖𝕓𝕒𝕤𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕜𝕚𝕕𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕓𝕠𝕣𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕕. ℍ𝕚𝕤 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕚𝕘 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕘𝕦𝕖𝕤. 𝕆𝕟𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕪, 𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕐𝕄ℂ𝔸, 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕨 𝕒 𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕗𝕝𝕪𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕠𝕒𝕣𝕕. 𝕀𝕟 𝕓𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕓𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕝𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤, 𝕚𝕥 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕, "𝔻𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝔹𝕒𝕤𝕖𝕓𝕒𝕝𝕝? 𝔻𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕚𝕘 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕘𝕦𝕖𝕤?" ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕟𝕠𝕕𝕕𝕖𝕕 𝕧𝕚𝕘𝕠𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕝𝕪. "𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕠𝕟 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝔹𝕒𝕤𝕖𝕓𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝔽𝕚𝕖𝕝𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕊𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕖𝕣𝕤!" ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕧𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤. ℍ𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕘𝕠 𝕥𝕠 𝕒 𝕓𝕒𝕤𝕖𝕓𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕘𝕒𝕞𝕖! ℍ𝕖 𝕣𝕚𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕝𝕪𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕠𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕. 𝕆𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖, 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕒𝕤𝕝𝕖𝕖𝕡 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕣𝕦𝕟-𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕤𝕠𝕗𝕒. ℍ𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕨𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕦𝕡 𝕤𝕠 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕣𝕠𝕥𝕖 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕔𝕣𝕒𝕪𝕠𝕟 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕝𝕪𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕝𝕖𝕟. ℍ𝕖 𝕜𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣'𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕒𝕟 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕐𝕄ℂ𝔸 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕚𝕗 𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪 𝕒𝕟 𝕚𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕗 𝕓𝕒𝕤𝕖𝕓𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕗𝕒𝕝𝕝. ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥, 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕟 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕓𝕪 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕓𝕒𝕤𝕖𝕓𝕒𝕝𝕝, 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕜 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞. ℍ𝕖 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕚𝕣. "𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕦𝕡 ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕪, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕓𝕚𝕘 𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕠𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕨." ℍ𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕗𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕟 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕣𝕦𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕚𝕥. 𝔸𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕣, ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕪'𝕤 𝕞𝕠𝕞 𝕥𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕜𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥. ℍ𝕚𝕤 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞𝕤 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕗𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕓𝕒𝕤𝕖𝕓𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕗𝕝𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕜. ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕨𝕠𝕜𝕖 𝕦𝕡 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣 𝕤𝕝𝕒𝕞𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕒𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕙 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕝𝕖𝕗𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕛𝕠𝕓. ℍ𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕦𝕡 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕪𝕒𝕨𝕟𝕖𝕕. 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕪 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕, "𝕊𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕕𝕒𝕪, 𝟚𝟟𝕥𝕙". ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕣𝕦𝕓𝕓𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕚𝕥 𝕠𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖. ℂ𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕚𝕥 𝕓𝕖? 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕠 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕒 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕓𝕒𝕤𝕖𝕓𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕘𝕒𝕞𝕖! ℍ𝕖 𝕙𝕦𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕡𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤, 𝕒 𝕓𝕒𝕤𝕖𝕓𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕛𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕪 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕣𝕥 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒 𝕡𝕒𝕚𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕛𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕟𝕠 𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕖𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞. ℍ𝕖 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕓𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕝𝕪𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕒𝕟 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕚𝕖𝕝𝕕. 𝕆𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕚𝕖𝕝𝕕, 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕨𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕘𝕝𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤. ℍ𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕦𝕡 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕥 𝕓𝕠𝕠𝕥𝕙 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕠𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕚𝕡𝕡𝕪 𝕥𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕒𝕕𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕝𝕪𝕖𝕣. 𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕨 𝕙𝕖𝕣. ℍ𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕠𝕝𝕕. 𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕒 𝕘𝕒𝕥𝕖, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕨 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖. ℍ𝕖 𝕞𝕖𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕥 𝕣𝕠𝕨. 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕖, 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕥𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕟𝕚𝕤𝕠𝕟, 𝕥𝕠 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕘𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕦𝕡 𝕠𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞𝕤.

[uηsρεcifiεd ¢ryҏtiɗ]

Username: Drasheep
Name: Anio
Gender: Male
Story:
A long time ago, there lived a young kit like yourself, named Fier. He was a lazy fellow, and he ordered his family around like a flock of sheep. Now, they didn't take to kindly to that. So when he came of age, they packed him up some supplies, and sent him off to find a place in the world. He wasn't too happy about this, but he figured it'd be best to find the quickest way to the next town, and settle there. After a good while 'o walking, he came upon a split in the road. One way led through a forest, and the other continued over fields. Now, the sun was just beginning to set, and Fier figured he should spend the night somewhere. The forest path looked like it'd be the quicker way to the town, and he figured he could possibly make it to town only a little while after it would grow dark. So, he began along the path leading through the forest. The trees loomed above him, making a cage of bark and leaves. He didn't mind much though, and kept going along without much care. Now, he reached an old, old, part of the wood. Many trees were growing around this bit of the forest, and the path was getting awful hard to follow. The trees almost looked as though they had eyes. Thousands of eyes, following him, peering out through the their selective tree's embrace. It was awful spooky, but Fier didn't mind at all. He just kept on walking, managing to find his way through the thick of the trees. Now, there lived an old creature in this wood, a creature plagued by an unfortunate loss. This creature was quite bitter about this, and used its magic to capture lost souls in trees, leaving them to stare out mournfully at new travelers, watching as they would become captured like themselves. This creature was mad that Fier had managed to escape his trap. So he decided to face this young kal, and set him straight.
"Help me young'un, I've lost my way," the creature cried out feebly. Fier eyed the unfortunate creature.
"What will I get in return?" The creature stared blankly. "Why, uh, you'll get a place to rest for the night." Fier figured this seemed fair enough, so he asked the creature what he needed help with. "I'd mighty appreciate it if you'd chop me some wood." Fier agreed, and so he followed the creature to his house, and to the wood that needed chopping. He picked up an axe, and lugged it over to the wood. An eerie cry seemed to echo in his ears.
"We are the unfortunate beasts, take pity, take pity!"
"Now quiet, you," he said, glowering down at the wood. And he began chopping. The mournful song continued, but he ignored the warnings. When all the wood was chopped, the creature turned him into a tree. His body wasn't lost, but his soul was.
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----------------aello | phoebe | female

"So, tell me child, have you ever heard of the Upside-down Backwards World?"

"No Yaya, one last story before bed please."

"Alright alright. Just before my travels to Greece, I heard this story when I was a little boy, just about your age, Phoebe. This story is unlike any you have heard before my child. There are no princes' or princesses, no king or crown to steal. Instead, it is a world with an Achilles' heel. This world is called the Upside-down Backwards World. This world doesn't work like ours, as it doesn't rotate. Therefore one side is constantly filled with light, and the other with darkness. The creatures in the light, hated the night, and vice versa. They fought over various things, but their main argument revolved around a little girl about your age."

"No way Yaya! How could someone ever argue over a kid?"

"Hush, hush and I'll tell you. This child, was born in both the light, and the darkness- Therefore she could travel between the two realms, and be virtually unharmed. Her parents were from different sides, which in itself was quite odd. It was difficult for the sides to mix, due to the various challenges of death and the high council finding out. So this couple his her away in the forest, so that neither of the high councils would get to her, as she wasn't supposed to even be alive.


wip, this story involves the earth, it does not rotate, one side is eternal sun, the other is eternal night. the creatures on each side have developed around this.

[❌ DYNAMIGHT ❌]

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[dragonstars]

[color=#0000BF][b][i]Username:Dragonstars
Name:Selene
Gender:female
Story:
The sun gave a big yawn, letting out one final burst of warmth on an otherwise chilly Fall day. As usual, the moon, sitting down on earth, was watching for that yawn and immediately sprung from his seat and vaulted into the sky.
“Need me to take over?” he asked the Sun.
“That would be nice Moon.”
But at that moment, a bird was flying by. A bird who was afraid of the dark and did not like when the Sun and the Moon switched places.
“Excuse me Sun and Moon,” the bird interrupted. “Would you mind not switching spaces today? I’m very afraid of the dark and would prefer to spend all my time with the Sun.”
“I’ve been told that before,” answered the Moon. “But let me tell you why I’m helpful.”
The bird flew in place and stared at the Moon as it took a deep breath.
“The owls need me to sing their songs, the bats need me to flap their wings, the trees need me to get some rest, the stars need me to be able to twinkle, the wolves need me to speak. spaceships need me to land and the Sun needs me to sleep.”
The bird thought about this. “Well why can’t they do all that when the Sun is out like the rest of us?”
“Because I need my sleep as much as wolves need to speak or stars need to twinkle or bats need to flap,” the Sun answered. “And you do not want to see me when I haven’t had enough sleep.”
The Sun shot out a quick flare of heat to prove that indeed, birds who flew so close to it wanted no part of an angry and tired sun. And that convinced the bird that the dark was in fact necessary and not that bad a thing after all.
And the bird flew away. And the Sun fell down below earth to sleep. And the Moon hopped into the sky, ready for its turn to look over the Earth.

I know that this pic has nothing to do with this kalon,but its moon themed just like this kalon,so dunt judge me qwp