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Mich Crown
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First and foremost a singer [soundcloud.com/mich-crown]
with a taste for dark stories and gothic rhymes.

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And finally Summer has warmly come
I wish to mention two very different kind of people this season reminds me to talk about:
  • The Forest Walkers
  • The vile Ones

The Forest Walkers

Through the years many special people have joined this virtual forest as 'watchers'
I have mentioned many of them on my journals, and now is time for the newest ones to be nominated and thanked:

:iconmushroomsfaerie: :iconnplezka: :iconpeggythedragon: :iconazenetha: :iconsinjawolfpaw: :iconsnusy: :iconhevein:

Thank you Walking Stories... and of course, thanks again to all my long time Watchers.


The vile Ones
When Summer comes, a vile ritual takes place on the highways and the isolated country roads of my sad and beautiful country, like in many others. 
Bipeds who sold or left their hearts somewhere in the past, still identified by taxonomy with the genus 'homo' (human being), although of 'human' they have just the look... will abandon, like (too) many others during the past years, dogs, cats, and other pets... sentencing them to die mashed by cars, of starvation or dehydration. 
Some of these humans will claim to his soul and children that those animals will be ok, that someone immediately will save them... and so on... 
Well, let me tell you that Statistics, that usually have no conscience to feed with lies to sleep, show us all another story... a story will all know.

I hope these people will get what they give.

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AlessiaAuricchio Featured By Owner 2 days ago  Student Filmographer
thank you for the fav :)
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ForestoFairies Featured By Owner 2 days ago  Hobbyist Writer
Di niente!
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wolf-aenima Featured By Owner Jul 17, 2014  Student Traditional Artist
Hi there...how are you?
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ForestoFairies Featured By Owner Jul 17, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Darkly fine! And you, Miss Constanza?
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wolf-aenima Featured By Owner Jul 17, 2014  Student Traditional Artist
uhm a little distressed....sometimes I need to feel magic in life, and it is not. How is there? How are the streets, the people, the places?
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ForestoFairies Featured By Owner 6 days ago  Hobbyist Writer
"Cold is this Winter" - I would like to say... but to be honest... "hot is this Summer"... July rules us, here in Italy... with a morbid lingering sun, even if some weird days bring whimsical rain...

I walk the through the districts and the paths of my town to reach for the place where I work (filling a car with just one person for just 5 km is offensive to nature and my solid legs, in my opinion)... and I see just squalor
degradation, normality, and some peak of excellence (not necessarily in this order... more as an example)... then a bush moves at the border of the left foot of the small bridge I cross perpendiculary beneath... maybe it was a lizard... and I keep walking... until the path narrows and I enter the old town... there a plate of tuff among other hundreds on the soil shines... probably it is a sun ray lighting a stain of oil... and I keep walking...
Meanwhile a fairy laughs at my ignorance, for thinking she was a lizard...
and the magician who's spying me through a portal on the path thinks I need to still live among common humans... until I need to hide Magic behind logical and stupid explanations.
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MySweetDarkness Featured By Owner Jul 16, 2014
Thank you very much for the fav :aww:
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ForestoFairies Featured By Owner Jul 16, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
De Rien, Mademoiselle!
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Silver-proofWerewolf Featured By Owner Jul 11, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
:wave: Better late than never. Thanks a lot for faving "Zombie"! 
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ForestoFairies Featured By Owner Jul 11, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
You're welcome!
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