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Silver Chief — Fri, 17 May 2013 05:44:08 +0000

There's a place inside where I've gone before
You used to be there, but we moved on
That's okay, I've opened a different door
So much has changed, no wonder why I'm not the same,
although you've been blaming me a long time,
I see you are ready to let that go too.
Things are different now
I'm not so mad
inside I don't feel so bad
there's something more to this
and I know it now.
We wouldn't have made it
I see you now
and I all I wish for you
is that all your dreams come true
there's no pain
no anger
nothing that makes me wish you any less
than the best.
I never knew that there would be this peace
I thought I would get by at least.
I didn't expect this.
You've changed too, and I see it,
it makes me sad in some ways that I can't be part of it,
and then I look at my life
see the changes that I've made too
they may not have happened had I not met you.
There's days when it is still hard to see you,
not want to hug you and tell you everything is okay
but inside I know peace.
I'm grateful now
with all the things I've gone through
I will always love you in some ways
I find it funny I've just finally let you go
someone else has shown me that no one is to blame
for the games kids play
and I've been forgiven at last by you.
Now I move on
just nodding at the past
at peace...
at last.

I need some help!

bearclaw — Thu, 16 May 2013 02:54:57 +0000

the help I am in need of is I am getting ready to open MY own restaurant (Cajun food/whatever else customers want, since my restaurant is gonna be on a big bay, that is connected to the gulf of Mexico there will be allot of fresh seafood! What I really need from ya'all is some ideas on names! I'm kinda thinking"SWAMP FOOD"

Doll

DropDew — Sat, 11 May 2013 17:03:19 +0000

Song for the children

DropDew — Thu, 09 May 2013 00:16:02 +0000

I know it's been a long time since the Sandy Hooks incident but I have been trying to make a song about it but I am stuck. Any ideas for lyrics?

Song for the children

DropDew — Thu, 09 May 2013 00:16:02 +0000

I know it's been a long time since the Sandy Hooks incident but I have been trying to make a song about it but I am stuck. Any ideas for lyrics?

Doll requests/doll makers

DropDew — Wed, 08 May 2013 22:55:27 +0000

Okay everyone! I have somethings to ask you.

1. If you would be kind enough please send me links to good doll makers
2. I am taking requests for dolls please feel free to request some

If you could, Who would you want to meet?

Clearstone — Wed, 24 Apr 2013 19:03:40 +0000

I for one would love to meet Strongbow (though I doubt he would like me), Rayek (won't like me eather) and Jared Leto (got tons of questions for that guy). So many people so little time *sigh*

Who is the most surprising person you've contacted here?

bearclaw — Sun, 21 Apr 2013 23:04:31 +0000

I don't remember "HOW" but (I'm not bragging but....) I got a message FROM one of our high ones, Richard pini !

Just for Trollbabe!

Jinan — Wed, 10 Apr 2013 01:55:33 +0000

I have Julia Eklar's Horsetamer CD, and one of the songs is The Troll King's Dream. It's from Guttlekraw's PoV. I wrote down the lyrics, thinking a certain troll maven might like 'em.

The Troll King’s Dream

In my youth I dreamed of power
With my youth I paid
I spent my youth each filthy hour
Sharpening wit and sharpening sword
Slaughtering coward and slaughtering lord
Wallowing deep in my blood-spattered hoard
And thus grew the empire I’ve made

In later years I dreamed of treason
Dreamed they’d steal my throne
I cared not for their pleas or reasons
They all sought to kill me so justice be damned!
I ended their scheming with one harsh command
And reaped out sweet justice with my own bare hand
And mortared my halls with their bones

Dreams of living, dreams of death
Dreams as real as dead stone’s breath
Dreams show me more truth than mortals could guess
Whatever might be, my dreams showed me

In waking dream I see a wolfen
Poised, and pale, and cold
He brings grey wolves and reindeer with him.
The wolves hunt and kill at their young leader’s word
The deer are insane and attack as a herd
In armor-clad fury I find quite absurd

I AM the troll king
This mountain I own,
And mad metal master’s
And brightmetal’s hone
And I won’t let mere animals sunder my throne

So capture each wolf-born in sight of my reign
And hunt every reindeer and let them know pain
I’ll find everyone till no threat can remain
And thus prove wrong what this dream has told
Like the king that I am, I’ll die whole!

Songs in the Key of Elfquest

Jinan — Wed, 10 Apr 2013 01:31:03 +0000

I heard this song a couple weeks ago, and the chorus made me think of Sunstream and Brill.

From "Mermaid" by Train:

Beauty in the water,
Angel on the beach.
Ocean’s daughter.
I thought love was out of reach
'Til I got her.
Had I known it could come true?
I would have wished in ’92
For a mermaid just like you, whoa,
Just like you, whoa.

Your cubs names?

bearclaw — Tue, 09 Apr 2013 02:11:53 +0000

Mine are named #1 Dylan jaymz Ballard #2 Ethan jaymz Ballard #3 jaydyn Elizabeth Ballard! 17, 14,12=ages and I'm William jaymz ballard the first two are my boys the last one is my little angel(girl)

Game Shows. And Blessings.

Silver Chief — Tue, 02 Apr 2013 04:03:50 +0000

SO life in this tribe is becoming serene once again. I think that a severe case of Cabin Fever has set upon us all. I love winter, but it could be over...yesterday. Spring is rallying up for the attack though, I feel it.

I've noticed lately that I have been thinking more and more about game shows. How it must feel to walk away winning, 30K, 40K, etc. I also had an image in my head of what a goof I would look like on television. LOL! What are some of your shows that you watch?

On to the next thought, Easter was an interesting day. Seriously. I went to church (we don't have to discuss this here, I know its a touchy subject.) and found my ex to be there with some members of his family that I am still very close with. I was cordial, wishing him a Happy Easter and sat down for the service with my Fiance. I was surprised, after church, that two years after we really stopped talking that he tugged on my arm as I was walking away and he asked to speak to me. I said of course, and was blown away by the next few words he said.

"I forgive you for all the things that happened between us."

Without getting into too much explanation and bringing up old dirt, things did not end well with my ex and I. For multiple reasons. After his step-dads death, I wished him nothing but the best and well...there's been very little talking since then. I was not forgiven, nor did I really expect to ever be. Not from him anyway. So this was, well, to say the least, HUGE. I'm still reeling from it. It seems so surreal.

The rest of the conversation went well. I hope that he does find what he is looking for and has the healing that he needs come to him. My favorite saying has become, "The Lord works in mysterious ways." I know it doesn't work out well with all partners who decide to split, but from the bottom of my heart I really believe in the kind of love that the Elves have in these wonderful stories.

The kind where everyone is accepted, and loved,in eventuality. Even Winnowill, with all her problems, is loved. I hope that some day thinking like this will actually happen in our world.

And no. I'm not wearing Rose-colored anything. Its just a wish from a very sincere heart.

Happy Belated Easter, my friends.

I could use a healer right now :)

Silver Chief — Sat, 30 Mar 2013 15:33:04 +0000

Well, it DID turn out to be one of those weeks. However it did get better by the end of it. Things are better with the MIL and I'm relaxing. I haven't slept yet, mostly because I took a nap yesterday that kept me up. I've got The Lorax in the background on Netflix. Keeping in touch with my childhood I guess, between Elfquest and movies like The Lorax. Thanks to you all again who have been posting. I am going to try and make blogging here my regular thing. I've had other blogs before but never felt as comfortable blogging as I do here. Seems more fitting.

On a side note, is there anyone here willing to make me a Elfquest Profile pic? It would be fun to see what you guys could come up with.

As a nod to Easter, things aren't going the way that my family originally planned, but I'm okay with that. I hope that all of you have a great Easter.

Again, thanks for all your help. Truly. It helped keep me centered in the "Now" versus having a fur-flying blow up.

Shade and Sweetwater!

<3

Silver

OH! Side note: The Healer part of the title was meant for how tired I am, lol. :D

I found this! I wrote it at 14 :3

Fawn Spots — Fri, 29 Mar 2013 17:58:14 +0000

I found this after 9 years! Be gentle with me...

"Follow the Mother Moon."

I lie in the shadow asleep,
Dreams of yonder wood and
Silver-eyed children beckon me to
The Mother Moon.

But when I rise
The dream is no longer
But has become
A reality.

Wolf-blooded Idols,
Soulmates and Brothers:
All kin of the Mother
And their song is sweet.

A Starry eyed Dreamer,
A Warrior kin seeker:
Show me how to Sing
And Rise above.

My voices calls to her,
She who has given us this Gift.
She leads me to the heavens
To seek my own.

But I return to the
Children Earthbound and true.
I want to run with them
In the Path of the Mother Moon

A story I wrote

Clearstone — Fri, 29 Mar 2013 13:14:39 +0000

I know It Has Nothing To do With EQ but I want the opnion of my packmates.

Brother My Brother
My story starts in a time and place that some of you may be familiar with. But there are many different worlds with different dimensions and this is mine.
I was born in a loving family with a mother, father and two brothers . Do to circumstances, that I’m not willing to elaborate on, it was just me and my brothers, Cole and Lucas. Cole taught me the finer things like playing the piano and violin, etiquettes and such. While Lucas taught me how to sneak up on people, burp and annoy Cole with my pan flute skills. All was well with the world. But then my nightmares started. Very vivid and real, so real that every single one of them came true. I was 6 when my worst nightmare came true.

It was a normal day like any other. My last nightmare, weeks ago, already forgotten. Suddenly a Molotov cocktail flew thru our window. Lucas immediately thru himself on me while Cole put out the fires. Before we could check if we were all OK another one flew thru another window and we heard banging of wood on wood. “There trying to break in! What do we do, Cole!” “What we planned brother. Take Loreen and warn father and mother.” “NO, Please don’t make me leave! Please! Cole! Lucas!” The door budged and all my hopes of staying vanished “Lucas, take her away! NOW!” Cole ran for the door while Lucas picked me up, thru me over his shoulder and ran to the basement where they dug a tunnel to the stables.
“Where is the little monster! I will not ask you again!” “ You Will Never Find Her” Cole was beaten up pretty badly but what every they did he would never betray his family. NEVER! “Perhaps this will make you change your mind. Bring her in!” The bakers boy brought in a chocolate colored women in. “Bennett?!?” “I am sorry Cole. They threatened to kill Emily” “I understand. Everything for our family.”
“Do you understand, Little Sister? ” “Yes, Lucas but I don’t want to.” Lucas tried to comfort his little sister but he knew nothing would except him and Cole singing there special lullaby. “You must Loreen. Father and Mother must be warned. Can you do that, Little Sister?” “I will try. For You and Cole. NOT for mother and father.” He kissed me on the forehead, moved away and slapped the horse to spur it on. That was the last time I would see my brothers in our natural lives.

I never made it to my parents. Halfway thru the night, the horse got tired and tripped. Breaking one of its legs and taking me down with it. Everything went black and by the time I woke it was night again. I heard voices, familiar voices. ‘What part of Not killing them did you not understand!” “But Sire, they wouldn’t yealled the location of the girl. So we made the witch push harder…” “TO HARD!!!” I heard a bone crackling snap and everything went silent. I wanted to lift myself up but before I could do so, I was stopped by someone. “Hush child, you are safe.” It was the Bennett witch, she killed my brothers! My eyes filled with tears of rage but I was not given the time to react on my feelings. A searing pain and heat took control of my body. Doubling over from the pain I fell to the floor and yet again I blacked out.

I woke to the feeling of an embrace and a gentle hand stroking me. “What is the meaning of this, witch!” I opened my eyes and saw a middle aged man with sleek blond hair and blue eyes. He looked furious and his fury was directed at me! “My apologies Sire, she’s but a kittling and she was startled by you.” He looked at me and held is hand out. “Give her to me.” “Please Sire.” She pleaded. “Now!” She grabbed me by the neck. To frightened to notice that she did so with one hand and that Sire had to lift me to his line of sight. “You are lucky that I have a weakness for strong and beautiful females. Do it again and you will find yourself less lucky.” It was then I noticed the claw marks on his face, slowly fading. Realization kicked in, I was a cat. The Bennett witch turned me into a cat! I started cursing but found that only hisses and wailing came out. Which earned me an angry look from the man holding me. I tried to explain but nothing but miauws came out. I sighed, looked at the man and decided. I licked him on the spots were the claw marks where. His face softened and he lowered me onto his arms and started stroking me. “Apology excepted.” “Sire, the matter of the child. Do you wish me to perform a tracking spell?” “No need. I know where she is. And right now she is untouchable. Sinead and Eyolf will be protecting her.” “Her parents Sire?” “Yes, but only in blood. Her brothers were the one that raised her. Which was one of the reasons I did not want them dead.” “One Sire?” “Yes one.” He said with irritation and warning in his voice. If she inquired further there would be consequences. “Pack your belongings witch. We leave for home.” “Yes Sire.”

After several years we found ourselves in “The New World”. It was there I would found out my ability to protect the ones I love. In this part of my life, the Bennett Witch had died, a spell gone wrong, and her daughter and my best friend, Emily was chosen to be Sire’s witch.
We had just arrived at our new home.  I can’t wait to start exploring!  I purred in Emily’s arms. She smiled at me and placed me on the ground. “As long as you are back in time for your bath.” I froze were I stood, slowly turning my head  Do I Have To  “A cat of your prestige should be properly groomed.” It was then I noticed Sire observing us and he said “Perhaps it would be wise to keep her inside.” Before I could miauw to complain he pointed his finger up. “Just for the time being. We do not want you to get lost, now would we?” he said with a sparkle of pleasure in his eyes. “Yes Sire.” And she picked me up and we walked in to our new home.

 He knows damn well that I do not get lost! He is planning something, Emily! I just know it. I can feel it in my tail  I started wagging my tail like a dog. Emily squealed and said in a stern voice “Stop your mischiefs, it is not our place to question Sire’s actions… Or anything else! She added in a more authorized voice. I stayed silent for the rest of the day, planning and brooding a way to figure out what he was planning. And I prayed to the gods that curiosity would not kill this cat.
After I executing my plans to stalk Sire, as long as the sun was in the sky, I found myself non the wiser. It was like he knew I was listening into his conversations. And Emily had grown more distant the past few days as well. It was when I decided to start stalking him at night that I saw Emily and Sire stopping there conversation the minute I came in hearing range. She was involved to but how?

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