apologies if this is spam, i need to write this for a plumerian form.
ɢяαcɛ ωσκɛ ʋρ ƨиʋɢɢℓɛ∂ ʋρ ιи нɛя ғαʌσʋяιтɛ тяɛɛ ωιтн нɛя ƨмαℓℓ ρяɛттʏ иɛƨт σғ ғℓσωɛяƨ. ƨнɛ яʋввɛ∂ нɛя ɛʏɛƨ αи∂ ʏαωиɛ∂, нαρρʏ ωιтн тнɛ ƨʋиℓιɢнт вɛαмιиɢ тняσʋɢн тнɛ ℓɛαʌɛƨ αи∂ ɛитɛяιиɢ ιитσ ɢяαcɛ'ƨ ℓιттℓɛ иɛƨт, ωιтн тнɛ тяʋиκ ɢσιиɢ αяσʋи∂ αи∂ тωιƨтιиɢ αвσʋт, cяɛαтιиɢ α ℓιттℓɛ ƨнιɛℓ∂ αяσʋи∂ ɢяαcɛ'ƨ иɛƨт.
тнɛ вιя∂ƨ ωɛяɛ cнιяριиɢ αи∂ ƨʋиɢ ƨσиɢƨ тнαт ωσʋℓ∂ ʋƨʋαℓℓʏ вɛ ғσя α ℓʋℓℓαвʏ, σиℓʏ мʋcн ғαƨтɛя αи∂ вσʋиcʏ. ɢяαcɛ ƨмιℓɛ∂ тσ нɛяƨɛℓғ αи∂ cαʋɢнт ƨσмɛ ιиƨɛcтƨ тσ ɛαт.
σиcɛ ƨнɛ нα∂ ғιиιƨнɛ∂, ƨнɛ иσтιcɛ∂ тнɛ ∂ɛɛя αи∂ тнɛ вιя∂ƨ αи∂ тнɛ αиιмαℓƨ ωɛяɛ ғℓʏιиɢ αи∂ нσρριиɢ ∂ɛƨρɛяαтɛℓʏ тσωαя∂ƨ нɛя αи∂ тнɛ тяɛɛ. тнɛ вιя∂ƨ вσℓтɛ∂ ʋρ тнɛ тяɛɛ αи∂ ƨиʋɢɢℓɛ∂ ιи тιɢнтℓʏ, ƨզʋιяяɛℓƨ cℓιмвɛ∂ тнɛιя ωαʏ ʋρ тнɛ тяɛɛ αи∂ αттɛмρтɛ∂ тσ нι∂ɛ вɛнιи∂ тнɛ ℓɛαʌɛƨ. яαввιтƨ αи∂ ∂ɛɛя нι∂ ιи ɛιтнɛя вɛтωɛɛи тнɛ тнιcκ тяʋиκƨ σғ тнɛ тяɛɛ σя вɛнιи∂ σтнɛя тяɛɛƨ.
ɢяαcɛ тяιɛ∂ тσ ρɛɛя σʌɛя ωнʏ тнɛʏ ωɛяɛ яʋииιиɢ αωαʏ тняσʋɢнσʋт αℓℓ тнɛ cнασƨ тнαт cαмɛ вɛғσяɛ нɛя. ƨнɛ ƨαω ιт - α ғʋииʏ вɛιиɢ ƨтαи∂ιиɢ σи ιт'ƨ нιи∂ ℓɛɢƨ ωιтн α вℓαcκ мɛтαℓ тнιиɢ ιи нιƨ нαи∂ƨ. нɛ нα∂ α ƨмʋɢ ƨмιℓɛ ρℓαƨтɛяɛ∂ αcяσƨƨ нιƨ ғαcɛ αи∂ яαιƨɛ∂ нιƨ мɛтαℓ тнιиɢ ʋρ нιɢн. ɢяαcɛ вσʋи∂ɛ∂ тσωαя∂ƨ нιм αи∂ ∂ι∂ ɛʌɛяʏтнιиɢ ƨнɛ cσʋℓ∂ тσ нʋят нιм, тσ ∂ɛғɛи∂ тнɛ ғσяɛƨт αи∂ тнɛ αиιмαℓƨ, вιтιиɢ, ρʋиcнιиɢ, ƨℓαρριиɢ, ƨℓαммιиɢ, κιcκιиɢ, ʝʋƨт ωнαтɛʌɛя cαмɛ тσ мιи∂.
тнɛ вɛιиɢ ωαƨ тнɛи нαʌιиɢ α ƨκɛтcнɛ∂ ғαcɛ σғ ωσяяʏ, ғɛαя αи∂ ɢʋιℓт. нɛ яαи αωαʏ, мακιиɢ ʌɛяʏ ℓσʋ∂ иσιƨɛƨ, ɢяαcɛ тнσʋɢнт нɛ ℓσσκɛ∂ ℓικɛ αи ι∂ισт ℓικɛ тнαт.
ƨнɛ ɢℓαиcɛ∂ вαcκ αи∂ ƨαω мαиʏ αиιмαℓƨ ωιтн нαρρʏ ғαcɛƨ σғ яɛℓιɛғ αи∂ ƨʋяρяιƨɛ, ɛʌɛи ƨнσcκ. σиɛ тιиʏ яαввιт ɢαʌɛ ɢяαcɛ α ғℓσωɛя cяσωи ωιтн α яαтнɛя тωιƨтɛ∂ ℓιттℓɛ ωнιтɛ ƨтιcκ ιи тнɛ мι∂∂ℓɛ.
ɢяαcɛ'ƨ ғαcɛ ℓιт ʋρ ʌɛяʏ вяιɢнтℓʏ ωιтн ƨʋяρяιƨɛ, ɛмвαяяαƨƨмɛит αи∂ нαρριиɛƨƨ. ƨнɛ ƨмιℓɛ∂ αи∂ ∂ιρρɛ∂ нɛя нɛα∂, яɛα∂ʏ ғσя тнɛ ғℓσωɛя cяσωи тσ вɛ ρℓαcɛ∂ вɛαʋтιғʋℓℓʏ σи нɛя нɛα∂.
EDIT: two users commented that they couldn't read the font.
here's what it's supposed to be:
grace woke up snuggled up in her favourite tree with her small pretty nest of flowers. she rubbed her eyes and yawned, happy with the sunlight beaming through the leaves and entering into grace's little nest, with the trunk going around and twisting about, creating a little shield around grace's nest.
the birds were chirping and sung songs that would usually be for a lullaby, only much faster and bouncy. grace smiled to herself and caught some insects to eat.
once she had finished, she noticed the deer and the birds and the animals were flying and hopping desperately towards her and the tree. the birds bolted up the tree and snuggled in tightly, squirrels climbed their way up the tree and attempted to hide behind the leaves. rabbits and deer hid in either between the thick trunks of the tree or behind other trees.
grace tried to peer over why they were running away throughout all the chaos that came before her. she saw it - a funny being standing on it's hind legs with a black metal thing in his hands. he had a smug smile plastered across his face and raised his metal thing up high. grace bounded towards him and did everything she could to hurt him, to defend the forest and the animals, biting, punching, slapping, slamming, kicking, just whatever came to mind.
the being was then having a sketched face of worry, fear and guilt. he ran away, making very loud noises, grace thought he looked like an idiot like that.
she glanced back and saw many animals with happy faces of relief and surprise, even shock. one tiny rabbit gave grace a flower crown with a rather twisted little white stick in the middle.
grace's face lit up very brightly with surprise, embarrassment and happiness. she smiled and dipped her head, ready for the flower crown to be placed beautifully on her head.
