Justice to the wickedChapter 6Justice to the wicked
The next morning was also pleasant. Buddy awoke to a healed mother, and she awoke with no more pain. Still weak, she adjusted herself to a more comfortable position before taking on her son. He was still young, so a little horseplay never hurt. “Thank you for saving me,” said a calm female voice. I was startled at first, but then I remembered my father telling me of the telepathic link that Druids have with all life in the forest. Without turning to face her, I conti
A mother in needChapter 5A mother in need
The pup was snoozing nicely when I woke the next morning. He woke shortly after I did, and we were both hungry, so I went looking for some game. I had brought my sling along, so hunting wasn’t too hard. I spotted a good size rabbit, and pelted him with a sling bullet. You may be asking yourself, “Why would a Druid hunt? Wouldn’t they want to protect the animals and trees?” To answer that, Druids are not against killing, but killing for the wrong reasons. Druids are a part of nature just as much
To grow a homeChapter 3To grow a home
Now that the incantation was said, all I had to do is pray, for one night. I hung my head low and began to silently pray for all the things that a grove could bring: shelter, sustenance, comfort, joy, and most of all, to call it “home”. As I prayed the clearing I had come upon not an hour before began to change and grow in mysterious ways. The earth, itself, moved the trees into a perfect circle sounding me and the cairn stone. I laid my hand on the cairn stone and continued to pray, and slowly through the night, my grove began to take s
A friendly encounterChapter 4A friendly encounter
A sling bullet was slung from out of nowhere straight toward my head. It was easy to catch, because it had been a pixie who slung it. They never intend to harm anyone, just pull a prank now and again. “Hello, there.” I said, calmly, “And you might be?” “My name is no concern of yours, mortal!” said the pixie, shocked that I could see him. “Why is it that you can see me, when most mortals can’t? I know! You must be a Druid.
New deviations...besides chapters
Eager
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All is well, and so mote it be!
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All is well, and so mote it be!
Sooner or later, I'll be putting the "revamp" of Jasato back up. I just need to get here to my mother's so I can do it, heh.
Check my journal for an update of me.
Breathe Easy
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Blood and blisters on my fingers
Chaos rules when we're apart
Watch my temper, I go mental
I'll try to be gentle
When I grow up, I'll be stable.
When I grow up, I'll turn the tables.
Garbage - When I Grow Up
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All is well, and so mote it be!
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All is well, and so mote it be!
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