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"Journaling for me means that I can stop to my thoughts and actually think. When combined with a candle flame, it's pretty much meditation" - Scythe Dec 2025

"It's Morning. Hot cup of Cocoa, Journal and a Candle. ... That sounds like an Instagram title."

I want to try this thing out. I wanna be more active in here, and... I wanna write an honest review on the last two weeks of my life. See how I have been feeling and all. So! Let's do it.

I have been thinking of publishing a Poem collection called the Flame of a Scythe. Or Viikatteen Valkeat in Finnish ^^ It will be published in Finnish for now, but I will see what I can do to Poem enjoyers around the world.

Mood swings have been recorded from ups to downs to ups to downs. Within the same day. It goes from Struggling with Want and Need. Been very tired due to it. I have been doing not so good CCwise- I want to make more content, but it's mostly just... Flop after flop. And then we take a nosedive down with starting line of "I hate myself.". Self hate is something I have been struggling with a lot lately- Hence why I have a bit of help as well, someone small yet powerful... *A Symbiote*. Okay maybe there's a lot of Bad instead of good-- But I am enjoying the good nonetheless. Because who wants only darkness... Eyes have been dry, money causing stress.

And talking of Symbiotes- Did some Embroidery and watched Venom with Arahabaki. Embroided him :D It was fun. Fingers hurt afterwards tho. Arahabaki is the name of my Symbiote :D Need to map out the Inner world or Headspace. Need to name the Gatekeeper...

I started watching Hermitcraft again, this time switching POV from Grian to Tangotek. I also wanted to start streaming again. Wanted to Stream on multiple days, but ended up streaming on one day only in these 2 weeks- "I wish to Stream, to read, but I don't know...". Planned a Reading stream, but that didn't happen. Talking of Content creation, Got two peeps hired for my Content creation team. I also tried to Stream some Snufkin and the Melody of the Moominvalley. Buuut I forgot to enable streamer mode and had the VTuber model blocking the chat- *I know what I am doing, trust :D*

VC'd with a friend, collected TTRPGs, both duet and solo. Spoke about meeting up with him yet again. We live on the opposite sides of the globe- It's difficult for us to meet, but we keep dreaming about it ^^ Planned on meeting an old friend, codename Dove. It didn't work out. They cancelled in the last minute and I was pissed, but someone bigger said "Naaah". So! Thought of a way to let go of peeps who I didn't have a chance to say goodbyes to. With Memory poems. I write the memories into Poems and that's about it- It's all that matters.

I have been worried about being the only one who cares for the housekeeping and it hurts. Stressed out about past stuff of being forced a certain-- Mold of how clean it should be.

Prayed to Grandpa to talk with Mother nature, and get us snow. It worked somehow-- I wrote a poem out of it as well ^^ Talking of poems! I found this random accidental Poem from the pages-

*Poem moment*

Awful wooling in the dog's ear

Loud panting

Stressed boy

Can't hear my thougts.

It's Thursday.

As for the Christmas season... Went to town to get Christmas gifts and was stressed out and angry about housework-. Christmas meal poem and some cheeky way to thank my invisible team for the year :D Sethe was against the idea, but I think I got it correctly- Poems written, clothes checked, everything done for the eve. The letter I wrote to myself last year is about to be opened in a weeks time! :D I am excited for that!

Current Mood: tired
Current Location: Borealis Fox nest

Burn out

It's Thursday

The Burnsday

How oh how

Can a match recover?

A lit candle?

when only the wax

and a burnt stick

Remain

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Bench in ER

Beeping of the Machines

Nurse guiding patient

All to familiar

For this setting

Clicking of the bedframes

chatter of patients

All too familiar

Nurses walk by

Voices from the hallways

Bed 1-3 wheeled in

This setting

All too familiar...

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Mad alchemist

To the Evening I ponder

Old age I wonder

If I don't belong I wander

Mad I am Alchemist

That beauty and Joy

Oh boy!

Isn't something I am lacking

Secrets I am cracking

When the he is released

Nobody can stop me

Not even a forest beast

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Laundry star

Sitting

Laundry hall

First spins fast

Second spins much slower

Listening to Stars Singing some

The first stopped spinning

Second still spins

Sound loud

Machines

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Eden forever

Eden

Garden Forever

Flowers, Fruits, Animals

The paradice we lost

Garden never found

By us

Lost

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From Poe to Lovecraft

Horror

Stories grim

Murder, Monsters, Darkness

From Poe to Lovecraft

We learnt to love them

In the darkening nights

All hallows eve

No fear

Friendship

---

Gilded touch

Midas

Touch gilded

Story Ancient times

Poor them

Touch

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Ink

It bleeds

Tears won't stop

Chest tightens

Anxiety

---

Branch in Darkness

Branch

Silence Cracked

Winter folk blackens

The back end tunneled

Mines unexplored, Stored

Scribe's texts

Prophecies

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This is love

Tears

Mascara ruined

Lipstic still intact

Date night gone wrong

Boy was violent

Girl scared

Smack

Blood

Tear drops

This is Love

Mascara in ruins, running

Down the cheeks

Fractured lip

Blood

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Alchemist and the Forest beast

Towards the evening I ponder

Old age I wonder

Belong not, I wander

Through the forest path

When I escape the law

Feeling my arm raw

After getting hit

I am not fully in it.

The pain

Wasn't in vein

I met the priest

Of the forest beast

From the path to the east.

In it's heat

I shall eat

My last meal

And spoiled meat

For Alchemist, I mad am not

Unleashed the eastern beast

For the stone I got

And almost got shot

For Mad I am alchemist

Wonder I must

As I gaze into the plot

Of my story, I forgot

What important was

Because I caused the pain

Broke the priceless vase

For wasted love I tasted

Bitter sweet ending

Said the beast

As my death was pending...

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Wolf, My daughter

My daughter

Sleeping on the forest floor

As the birds sing

She dreams, a timber wolf

Sleeping on the forest floor

Free to run, free to explore

She dreams, a timber wolf

Huntress deadly, forest critter

Free to run, free to explore

Bear trap her took

Huntress deadly, forest critter

Now, stuck in a body of a man

Bear trap her took

As the birds sing

Now, stuck in a body of a man

My daughter

Current Mood: cheerful
Current Location: Borealis Fox nest

It was one of those nights. He sat on his balcony, meditating. The sun had set an hour ago. The crisp autumn air stung on his skin as he thought about his crush. And how would he tell him how he felt? He could use some help, but he didn't want to be a wimp... He wanted to do it himself. But there was a problem.

In this world, it wasn't unheard of being an ''Animal Hearth'' as they called them. But it was more than being an animal at heart; it was being an animal within. And with deep meditations and connections to one's animal self, they could turn into the animal, soar the skies, explore the deep abyss of the ocean, or run within the darkness of the woods. But it needed a lot of work to get the animal under control. And it wasn't good to speak about it, especially if you weren't a ''normal earth animal”. And he wasn't..

He took a deep breath in when he heard the balcony door open. He turned to look there, seeing the familiar face of his younger brother.
''Aren't you cold out here?'' He scoffed playfully, holding a duvet in his hands.
''No, not really.'' The older brother said.
''Well, I brought you a blanket anyway.'' He said.
''Thanks, Nour.'' He took the duvet and wrapped it around his shoulders. The softness of the purple and black bat duvet felt good on his hands.

They were silent. The older brother gazed at the starry sky through the closed balcony windows. Nour broke the silence.
''Deus, you should just let him know.'' He said in a soft and gentle, but stern voice.
"I know... but I'm afraid. What would he think if he knew I wasn't just a fox, but..." He fell silent, feeling his twin tails begin to form.
''He will accept you. You know how he is.'' Nour sighed. ''You know him better than anyone else here. Hell, you know him better than of our whole group!''
Deus fell in silence. He could feel his snout, ears... Paws. Fur.

''Open the window for me.'' He said. ''I want to go for a run.''

''Don't try to run over the Atlantic again, okay?'' Nour chuckled, opening the window for him. ''You know night won't allow you.''

"I know," Deus said, biting back a growl as he leaned forward. It wasn't his first time facing Revo, but it was his first time jumping from the balcony.

''Be careful.'' Nour said.

Deus nodded as he turned into a black, twin-tailed fox on the balcony. He was bigger than an ordinary fox, and his tails sparked with green and pink fire, as it lit his fur in beautiful aurora greens, pinks, and purples. He hopped a few steps before backing away to the back wall of the balcony, taking a few jumps, his fur sparkled with a white wave, then getting the beautiful aurora shade. He ran in the air, and with the woosh of his tail, he painted the skies with auroras more beautiful than ever before. But those auroras held deep sorrow.

He could hear the people's voices from below.

''Wow! Look at that!''

''How?! There are no reports of Sun storms!''

''Stop looking at your phone and look up!''

Deus felt everything at once. He felt deep sorrow. He felt deep happiness. He felt anger, embarrassment... He wanted to cry, to scream, to shout. So he screeched. Screamed. It sounded like a human... His scream echoed to the skies. His anger felt burning, his sadness clouded his eyes. He screamed again. He screeched again and again and again in frustration. He ran towards the full moon that shone in the sky. He screamed again, this time at the moon while he jumped from cloud to cloud. From wish to wish. He wanted to run so much further. He wanted to run away from these feelings. He never had a chance to feel them, other than as Revo. To scream at the moon. To scream in the skies because nowhere else was it ''appropriate'' to scream in pure emotion. He wanted to scream. He wanted to cry. He wanted to weep. Instead, he hopped higher and higher, until it felt like he could touch the moon... He stopped running, feeling the gravity taking hold of him, and he began falling down. Back down to earth. Back to the dark autumn night of Finnish skies.

He reached for the moon, growling as he spun around, continuing to run and color the skies with his tail. He painted in beautiful healing green, strengthening magenta, and bright wisteria purple, but the strong colors correlated differently in him. The mix of green and purple was a cry for help. The Magenta was his romantic, drowned feelings. He wasn't in the end afraid of what his crush would say. He was afraid of what he might do if he had a chance. How toxic would he be again? How would he behave? How would he destroy yet another...?

He let out a scream. He needed to work out these emotions. He would need to talk about them, journal about them, do some inner work... Before he could even think about telling about his feelings. He needed to sort himself out first. He kept his head high, tears running down his face. His heart ached from the thought, so he screamed again. He wanted so badly, but couldn't get it. For one... It would be so far away. His crush lived in America... He lived in Europe. He had too high hopes. Or so it felt. He wanted to just run across the Atlantic, to get to... But he couldn't. The night didn't allow him. He could try to run within the night, but it wouldn't be a fast trip... It would take hours. He would take the chance if he had the energy, but right now, he could be in this form, as Revo, running in the skies for 7 hours. It wouldn't be enough on any level, even though it was further from his half an hour, which he started with.

He cried in the sky, running faster and faster, so fast his paws hurt... Yet he didn't stop for a second. He kept painting the skies, and as he finally stopped to rest on the roof of a high building, he noticed it. The tens of thousands of hearts floating in the skies, some already slightly fading. He wanted to cry more... Because he didn't feel worth it.

He returned home... Hopping to the balcony, where Nour was still sitting with a cup of hot chocolate...

Current Mood: sympathetic
Current Location: Borealis Fox nest

It was that time again. Flashes of bright violet and blue sparkled in the night sky. It was one of those nights again. The skies sparkled, the city lights flickered... Thunder was rising in the distance. It's rumble calling out all of them. The people were already asleep, when *they* emerged from the hiding... Their engines revved in the night sky as they rode without care. It was time for the pack to come out of hiding. The bikes, which were shiny blue and violet chrome, drove ahead of a bright pink cabriolet.

In the wheel of that cabriolet was a woman with almost sparkling blond hair. She wasn't just sitting, she was vibing. Dancing to the music as she drove. She howled as the beat dropped. The three motorbikes ahead of her joined in the howl and sped up, doing wheelies and laughing. They raised their fists into the air as the music intensified after yet another drop.
They drove recklessly, hearing sirens blaring behind them. But they didn't stop. Instead, they sped up. The neon skies flickered as the backdrop. The four disappeared from sight once the cops got closer, and there was only the sound of laughter left.
"Those damn ghosts..." One of the cops growled in annoyance.
They had seen them once or twice before... A local tale of the Neon gang, who stole from the rich and gave to the poor, all the while having fun. Free spirits... Who would rather die than get caught...

Current Location: Borealis Fox nest

When the caged bird sings, the reaper arrives...

"What got you singing so sad?" The reaper asked.
"I wish to fly. I wish to be free. Yet I don't know how to get out of the cage..." The poor bird sang.
The reaper glanced with his half skeletal face at the dark bird in the cage... And started humming. It was a gentle tune. A low hum... A Hum of generations of seeing life, death, and rebirth... The soul of a serpent on his shoulders rose his head and looked at the bird.
"Why don't you figure out how the cage works? How to unlatch the cage and fly?" The serpent spoke softly.
The bird looked at the Serpent... And chirped.
"The cage has never been opened."
Reaper sat down next to the bird's cage.
"I can help you free..." He said. "Without cost. But you must want it as well. Life out there is not easy. But I shall be there for you."

Current Mood: apathetic
Current Location: Borealis Fox nest

It's been a year since I found my Daemon from the deep corners of my mind. Today, we are celebrating him still being here. He is my best friend, the one who periodically saves my relationship with our partner, Cryo. Sethe's everything to me. He has many faces, but his most classic one is a Purple snake. We recently got a real life counterpart for his main form, that being the Lavender Hogsnake. He chills around my neck, guiding me and I guide him. We are a team. So, today, we are making him some cold rice porridge with vanilla sauce and Raspberry jam. He is waiting excitedly to taste it homemade. (I have for a while now bought him it from the store-)
His favorite treats include anything sweet, but mostly these super sweet Strawberry fluffy candies we find from the grocery store pick-and-choose candy aisle!
We are listening to his favorite music, an album from NOAHFINNCE called Growing up in the Internet Deluxe. He loves that album.
(TRANS RIGHTS!!! -Sethe)
Happy CIE-day, lil slipper dude! I love you so much.

Current Mood: grateful
Current Location: Borealis Fox nest
Current Music: Growing up in the Internet DELUXE

Gratitude slips have changed my life. Each morning I write down on a small paper slip something I am thankful for that day or yesterday. Sometimes it's something very "small" like "Had a good cup of morning coffee" or "Listened to birds chirp this morning" all the way to bigger things. I don't think anything is worth more or less. If I am grateful for it, I am grateful for it and I write it down to the slip :D
My slips consist things from every day things to more rare things. Like yesterday when my Partner, Cryo, got home from bowling with my father (His Father-in-Law), he was over the moon and I wrote a slip about that!
The thing is. I am not allowed to look at those slips before new years. So I can start my new year with a Gratitude of last year and move smoothly to the new year. I also have a letter assigned for myself which I am allowed to open after new years, which I wrote on 3rd of January 2025, and it's waiting till 2026 to be opened and see how many things happened during the year. It's really interesting to see what happens, what came true and how.

In order to do Gratitude slips, all you need is a slip of paper, pen and somewhere to store them. You write on the slip what you are thankful for, fold it (I fold it four times) and then you slip it into the box or jar or whatever you have thought of! It can really liven up your day when you need to stop and think for one (or more) things you are grateful for!

Current Mood: grateful
Current Location: Borealis Fox nest

Eyoo peeps! It's Scythe here! We had a cool 2 night trip in the Countryside at my Godma's summer cottage. We swam, took cool photoshoots and I got to play 2 cool characters and express myself in the third one as my Theriotype!
We arrived on Tuesday to this old house in middle of nowhere. I was exhausted due having medical tests done few hours earlier and having woken up early to get to a different town to have them done. 2 hours in a car there, then pretty much hour and half more to get to the summer cottage.
I was so sleepy after we went to swim and sauna. My already in pain legs got more painful each day, but it was definitelly worth it! I fell asleep somewhere around 6 to 7 PM, Godma woke me up at 9 for pizza. After eating, I went back to bed. Slept like 12 hours by accident X^D It did wonders though.

While waiting for Godma to wake up in the morning, I read some stories for research purposes (for my upcoming youtube channel).
When Godma woke up, we ate breakfast and spoke about Edgar Allan Poe, the legendary horror author and how he saw the world...
After that, we went to collect things for the first photoshoot we thought of. An Alchemist finding a cure for a curse (While being annoyed for being mixed with being an Occultist)
The second one was a lakemaiden, which wasn't as dysphoric for me for whatever reason, since afterall, I was topless and am pre-T. I felt very free in the water with just my monofin. It was absolutely amazing feeling. No restricting clothes, yet I could hide if I wanted to. Show what I wanted if I wanted to.
The last one being an Aurora Ember Fox, looking for his witch friend who had disappeared mystically was only to be freed by finding, collecting and lighting a ton of lanterns and candles (And a fox-y howl scream). It was the most heartfelt, and I could do live the role through my theriotype ^^
It was the best feeling.

My rating for the photoshoots is:

Most magical: Alchemist laboratory
Most laughter: Lakemaiden
Most difficult yet fun: Lanterns.

My legs were broken afterwards. VERY much in pain.

When Thursday rolled around, we cleaned up the cottage and left back to civilization. I walked out from it with golden memories and fun times. But even in car, Godma shared her ideas. She said I have strong attachment to stories, which is true, so she suggested I start taking photos and making stories out of them. She used an example of someone in Instagram who takes pictures of a plush giraffe and tells stories from it's POV. I kinda want to do something similar with a figurine or something... But I am still thinking about it. I need to figure out what to photograph. But maybe I will post a link here too for people to check it out~

It's Friday noon as I am writing this. My body is so sore from swimming and doing quads... It was so tiring, but fun. Wouldn't change it for anything.
This is all I have for today. You can find pictures from our Tumblr! ^^

Current Mood: artistic
Current Location: Borealis Fox nest

From ancient times, the northern lights have a been part of most fascinating mystery. People have tried to explain them with theories and stories. Old Finnish myth told a story of a Fire Fox, who lit up the night skies in northern Finland and Lapland. In Northern Finland, Fire Foxes were a lucky find for hunters. It was said that when a Fire Fox was hunted down, the hunter got wealthy and famous. Other names for these majestic beings in the Finnish language are:

Tulikettu, Tulirepo or Tulikko.

In the myth by the older folk, it was static electricity that allowed Fire Foxes to spark and be able to paint the skies with vibrant green, pink, red and shades of magenta. The colors also had meanings. Green was associated with spirits and the afterlife while the pink, magenta and red were associated with war, horrors of the war and bloodshed. It's also said that Fire Fox's sounds are awful. It echoed around during the night and kept humans in their houses. It was believed to be due to hunting reasons, to gain sheep for a meal and see where they were hiding.

Fire Foxes live far far in the forests and only a few have caught a glimpse of them. During day time they are black in color but during the night, they get the fiery coloring of the Northern Lights. But these flames in the skies were believed to bring bad news or straight up Death, same as ancient world's shooting stars. It was told that shooting stars brought famine, war, Disease or straight up Death.

There was no logical explanation for Northern Lights back in the ancient world, so there was a lot of supernatural explanations with beings or even gods. These lights are seen even as Dead souls dancing in the skies or as gates to the beyond. In other stories even apocalypse. There was a belief that you shouldn't whistle or sing during Auroras, because it brings attention of "The evil". Though beliefs are different depending on the tribes and people.

Some people say they hear odd humming or snapping when watching the Auroras. According to NASA, that can't come from the Auroras... But maybe it is? What if it is? But an Aalto university acoustic scientist has concluded that the Auroras, indeed make different sounds such as pops, booms, sharp snaps and just buzzing. In the Scandinavia it was believed that Auroras were lights of dead women, especially dead virgins.

And also the belief that Northern lights are due to merbeasts and whales, But that's a story for another day!

I have memories of being hunted. A hunter, an older man, caught me off guard, landed a shot on my left hip and I fell from the skies which I was running around while painting. My last view was snowy ground coming faster and faster and the Auroras I drew disappeared, faded with my sight... Ursa Major above me when I fell down. I am a Fire Fox therian. So I know these stories... I know a lot. But I am curious to hear what you know!

Link to the Artist who's piece this is: https://blogs.helsinki.fi/virtualartexhibition/meiju-kukkonen

Current Mood: tired
Current Location: Borealis Fox nest

I started gamifying my life a week ago. I am still LVL 1, I got my XP counters and reward systems to test stage day before yesterday. I am LVL one with 3.7K xp to go-
It's no easy journey still. I have a lot to do, including keeping hold of the Rewards and costs of things... Like buying stuff without corresponding amount of "In-Journal"-currency. I still need a name for it...
Right now I am using a few separate journals, combining and discarding the ones that work or don't.

Found all my Journal pages from Etsy! I use these as my main pages:
STAT STUFF -
I find it important for myself to have a character whom to lvl up! RN I am leveling up a character called Nano who is a healer.
Character Dashboard of Male Healer (Gamified planner for ADHD and Neurodivergent by TheOddUnicorn on Etsy)
Your Quest Persona (From Daily Quest Log books by TheTangetGuild on Etsy)
Habit Tracker, Stats and Shop (From Gamify Your Life by TheStarlightCreator on Etsy)

Then we get to the fun stuff! Quests!
For daily tracking I use Daily Quest log (From Dungeons, Dishes and Dopamine by TheTangetGuild)
For weekend's when I do bigger Quests I use Weekly Boss battle from TheOddUnicorn's Planner
Obligations of the realm is a weekly page where I put down duties to do per week and set days for them (it's from Dungeons, Dishes and Dopamine)
Weekly quests do similar thing, but to those I set those things I should do every week at certain days, like days I need to clean, work on my podcast and so on!
For bigger stuff that are on my: "Do when you can" or "Bigger goal for these X months!". This is found from TheStarlightCreator's Gamify your life journal! Right now I have there Podcast episode, Figure out anxiety control and Save money! Sub quests are there to just chop the main quests to smaller pieces!
Dopamine menu is a system I first heard off from Olly Staniland, basically little tasks that boost up Dopamine. It's very useful, though I overdid mine, so I will need to shorten it ;w; But that's from the Dungeons, Dishes and Dopamine!

The less fun stuff. Money control.
Emergency Funds tracker is a 1, 3 and 6 months of saving plans. It's pretty useful, though still in beta for me ^^
Debt payoff tracker is pretty self explanatory, I use it to pay off debt I have- It's annoying to be in debt.
And finally vacation savings plan stays empty for now, because I have no idea about a vacation in near future- Sooo it's waiting atm.
Those were all from TheOddUnicorn's planner.

Selfcare is a struggle for me. Thus I gamified it too!
I use one from TheOddUnicorn's planner for this! They separated body and Mind into different spots. So it's good for me, since I am doing a test on separating body and mind to different entities... But that's a post to another day.
There's also cleaning checklist which is very useful for difficult days from the same journal workbook ^^
Meal planners! I am using two. First is Feast Preparations from Dungeons, Dishes and Dopamine. The second is from TheOddUnicorn's Meal Planner. I need to test them still- It's something I struggle with.

Then more fun stuff!
Book tracker, Scrolls and Summons, Chaos Cache and Hero's Quest Board. Those are pretty selfexplanatory. Book tracker is from TheOddUnicorn and rest are from TheOddUnicorn!

No, this wasn't a sponsored shoutout. This was mere gratitude for those three for making these amazing tools! I really like them and will keep you updated here with my process!
Here's the links btw for anyone who wishes to check them out ^^

TheOddUnicorn has cool stuff stocked in, so check those out!
https://www.etsy.com/fi-en/shop/TheOddUnicorn?ref=shop-header-name&listing_id=4327557461&from_page=listing

TheTangetGuild has stuff I haven't seen before! Defo go check out!
https://www.etsy.com/fi-en/shop/TheTangentGuild?ref=shop-header-name&listing_id=4296797886&from_page=listing

TheStarlightCreator is new on Etsy, so please show them some love!
https://www.etsy.com/fi-en/shop/TheStarlightCreator?ref=shop-header-name&listing_id=4332099993&from_page=listing

This was a quick post about which pages and from what Workbooks. I will make more indepth ones later!
See you guys in the next one!

Current Mood: accomplished
Current Location: Borealis Fox nest

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Look back to the last 2 Weeks #1
Poem collection 8th of November 2025
He ran until his Paws hurt
Neon Lights - A STORY
When the Caged bird sang, the Reaper arrived
Sethe Appreciation day
Gratitude slips
Had a cool trip!
Fire Foxes of Finnish Myths
Gamifying Daily Duties.

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