I have to leave my forest.

Those Faeries, they've gone to far!
It's fire, I know, Bizzare!
What would a faerie do to
A pixie, so kind and cute?
Why must we leave, and
now it's FIRE on every leaf.
"Help me, Luna!" some pixie cries
All my efforts, all my tries
I can't save them all,
I have to save them all.
I know it's not too late.
By doing this, we tempt the fates.
I am a pixie, what can I do?
Please, it's oh so hot, too.
Fire, it's everywhere.
I know you don't really care, but
it's my home, help me put it out!
This horror, please, take it out!
Please kind human,
Help my home?!

Interview #1, Pixie/faerie Wars

There is a subtle difference in the difference of Pixies and fearies. Can you spot it? Which is which? Did you see that caption on the Water Faerie? It's worng. She is a Pixie. Faeries are more specificaly butterfly than insect. What does that have to do with the war? Everything. You have to know which is which. We'll call Pixie Luna, and Faerie Cho. I'll let them tell their story.

Luna: Pixies are playful. We only live for fun, and the faeries are jelous that we are so care free. They live for order. Not for fun. We are entirely zelous. It's wonderful.

Cho: Pixies are horrid creatures. They mess with the humans' heads and fill them with horid images and riddles. We are left to sort out their messes. The humans can never find their way out of the forest on their own after they meet a pixie. Humans get infatuated and intoxicated with their magic and false beauty.

Luna: Faeries can not see what is infront of their eyes. The fun is everywhere. They never know what is there! I couldn't stand it. it would be so DULL!

Cho: Please say this Luna is joking! We play lots of games. They are fun and include everyone-

Luna: Why wasn't I invited?

Cho: because you are a pixie. That Is why!

Luna: She's angry. It's funny!!

Cho: *Flutters to the next branch.* Tenchi, I refuse to be by this foolish pixie.

Tenchi: That is fine. You're not supposed to talk to eachother. You're supposed to talk to me.

Luna: *Glides to Tenchi and rests in lap* *sticks out tounge*

Tenchi: Cho, why is it that Faeries feel oblidged to fix the humans that have wondered into the Pixie's wood?

Cho: Because they didn't stand a chance. How could they have?

Luna: They need to watch where they are going. it's exasperating to be invaded by giant creatures who never know where they are.

Tenchi: . . . Luna, Why is it so funny?

Luna: Because the Faeries get so MAD! They hate it!

Tenchi: What happens between you after all these years?

Luna: They rearange our village benches. Wooo So hurtful. *Sarcasm* Change is good.

Cho: They vandalize us, scattering Pixie dust in random places where unsuspecting faeries wander. They know we are alegic to it.

Luna: It's not life threatening. You just sneeze and emit a faint glow for a week, that is all.

Tenchi: Have you ever broken that tradition?

Cho: We spread Faerie rings (circles of mushrooms) everywhere. They are alergic to the pollen. This only happens when there is an epidemic of Pixie Pox (the glow only comes in dots).

Luna: We throw Pixie dust infected nectar into their Chimnies! When it burns, the nectar melts and the dust turns the fire colors. It scares the Faeries a lot.

Cho: Fire should not be altered!

Tenchi: Alright, no messing with the faeries' fire *Mental note*. What do you do when there is nothing to do with the opposing party?

Cho: fix the humans

Luna: Currupt more Humans for the Faeries to fix.

Tenchi: *Rolls eyes* What happens to the Pixies after mushroom pollen comes in contact with them?

Cho: They get spots. Like mushroom spits. Some turn red if it gets bad. They look like pixieshrooms.

Luna: Yeah. The glowing is funnier Though!

Cho: It is irritating! And itchy!

Luna: is it?

Cho: YES!!!

Tenchi: *staring at moss* Is that moss naturaly purple?

Luna: That is where we have our anual pixie pollen fight!

Tenchi: Ok. . . *typing on laptop* wierd.

Cho: Glowing, spotted bodies everywhere.

Tenchi: Who wins?

Cho and Luna: We can never tell. *Glares*

Tenchi: is there anything else you do?

Luna: Make their flowers glow late at night.

Cho: Make their moss turn colors. It's an effect of pollen mixed with pixie dust. It's done very carefully. It is a toxic effect too. To all paries involved. You end up with spontanious coller changes. It's devistating.

Luna: *wispers* we think it's funny. The flowers are worth alot too. Guys look for them to give them to their dates.

Cho: *looks smug*

Tenchi: Thank you ladies, but that is all I have time for. Until next time!

The way he loved me.

I am missing him, it hurts me. Just thinking about him. He's everywhere I look, every where I go. His memories are locked in everything he ever gave to me. My Necklace, the ring, my jacket that I sleep in at night. I smell him in the mornings as my shower steam clears away. I see his gentle smile when I think I hear his voice. Knowing he is gone and is not comming for me is hard. What can I do? When he is no where to wipe away the tears he doesn't know he caused? He'd kill for me, all those who hurt me, I hope he never kills himself. I hope he doesn't kill me.

I did this, I took myself away. There was nothing I could do to spare our hearts. His tears haunt me when I think of all his pain. I know that in his eyes, there is nothing worse than what I have done. He is unknowingly the center of my world, the very thing that I woud kill for if it made him happy. I would do anything to see him smile again, to hear him laugh. Instead I can only cry about it. He hates it hwen I cry, but here I am, doing it all over again. That tear that never leaves my eyes, hardened by the love he gave to me.

He taught me to never cry, but I can't stop.

Dancing in the rain

I love to dance in the rain.
It cleanses the soul and purifies the same
things we try to wash away.
Then comes the day
when the rain just pours,
and the thunder crashes against the shores.
I can hear it, Not just feel it
the lightning has my face lit.
I feel the water
falling on my shoulder.
the wind makes it all the colder.
It may be cold, but it warms my soul.
Better yet, my grace unfolds.
Allow me to show what I can do
Allow me to go on and dance for you!
The rain complements my every move
watch me, or join me too.
Dancing, whirling twirling
leaping, jumping, and swirling.
Dancing the dance to the rain,
dancing the dance of the rain.

Foolish little pixie

I am your foolish little pixie, watch me dance around.
Hear my little lovely song, don't really hear a sound.
I'm robbing you of your innocence, laughing at your face.
You really should close your mouth, trust me, it's a disgrace.
Don't look behind, she's telling you these lies
I know that's what my sister is, hiding in disguise.
She's taking away you will, your mind, your thought.
Telling you what to do, and what really you ought not.
She makes the world seem pretty,
when you look into the city.
From our forest that is so far.
Just, don't forget who YOU are.

Blog about nothing.

Finaly, a blog about nothing. Do you know how long I have waited for a blog about nothing! Then I decided that I better make one. Nothing. Do you know how hard it is to write about nothing in particular? Possitively impossible because nothing is a topic in it'self. Do you see? This is a heavily oximoronic place we live in. It's complicated to know what something means anymore. There's always something to make out of it, even when it's nothing! Do you get what I am saying?! It' COMPLICATED! Oh Mi GOSH! Comment on your oppinion, ON NOTHING!!!!