Subject: None of you take me serious in molespeech, so here its regular. You guys, there has been way too much fighting, and when I say a decision, nobody listens. Just, well, stop, ok? Nobody get offended please, this is to no one in particular. A little less on the violence and a little more on the respect. Of everyone not just me. I do need respect, too. |
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Furrtil
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Date Posted: 12:29:38 10/23/01 Tue
In reply to:
Jeihron Setherson the gray furred fox
's message, "No more attacking! You call yourse'ves peaceful...!?" on 10:15:05 10/22/01 Mon
>What has happened here? I'm certain that this doesn't
>happen at Redwall.
>...I have seen sadness all my life! And that is just
>what is going on right now. Do you know what it's
>like!? Do you!? I was once happy, but something
>happened a long time ago. And now I can barely look
>myself in the mirror, to look at what I had become.
>Running away did no good for me.
>I never told my stories to anyone. Nobody listens!
>There can be multiple outcomes to everything that goes
>on.
>...I once knew someone. He had lost someone very
>important to him. Not a day went by that he wasn't
>thinking of her. The pain was too much to bear for
>him. He would never see her again in his lifetime.
>Then one day he recieved a letter. He could not
>believe his eye's when he read who sent it. He was
>both shocked and happy, could his love really be
>alive? The letter told him to "Come to our special
>place, I will be waiting". I would tell you more, but
>it turns out he never returned from that place. A few
>months had passed, I decided to travel to where he had
>gone. The old town's sign was barely readable, and
>there was fog so thick that sight was severely
>diminished. I searched about the town, and found it to
>be deserted. Then I happened upon the lake. The water
>was calm and mirrorlike, except for a few ripples
>coming from ruther out. I looked out, catching the
>glimpse of a brown object in my eyes. The water was
>cold, but that did not matter. I jumped into the icy
>water and swam to the object. I dove beneath the water
>to see what the rest of the object was. I was totally
>unprepared for what I saw, I didn't even want to
>believe it. The brown object was my dear friends
>motorized wagon. Inside of the wagon were two bodies,
>one of my dear friend "James" and the other of his
>beloved "Mary". After I swam to shore, I got a hold of
>myself, and tried to get my low body temperature back
>up to normal. I finally knew what had happened. Never
>again will I ever get to go on any more adventures
>with him.
>...Then their's my family. Surely I've told you about
>them, and of how I was orphan'd.
>...Kitsune would always try a settle things the right
>way. Where has he gone? And Furrtil, too.
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