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We're back! With pictures and more! But of course, we will not be posting them RIGHT now! We're still VERY busy! Be patient, and we might someday give you a TINY sneak peak of our novel on writing "Fading Eyes"!!!! YAY! Well, I shall be off now! BYE!

Christmas!

I will not be posting for this week! But after words I will try to have something to show you all!

Have fun on your Christmas!  I actually have a story to share with you all! Hope you enjoy the short story I had to do in Gr. 6! Presenting-Wrong

Wrong

“You are so not fair!” Casey yelled at her dad, Mr. Darna. Casey quickly yelled before Mr. Darna could respond.

“Ever since mom died you haven’t let me do anything! You’ve changed!” Mr.Darna shot his silver/blue eyes at Casey defiantly.

“I may have changed! But only the way I care for you! I already lost your mom; I don’t want to lose you!” Mr. Darna quickly shot at Casey fiercely. Casey stared back.

“It’s just a simple field trip with the school! Nothing will happen! You are too protective! I am 15! I can take care of myself. All of my friends are going; Shelby, Caylee, Lea…” Casey lowered her eyes in anger. She hated arguing with her dad. She knew he was right. She was all he had since mom died two years ago in a horrible car crash. He was also all she had, too.

When Casey looked up, Mr.Darna’s eyes were clouded over with grief.

“I told you once Casey. I’m sorry but I will not let you go on that trip…I don’t care if the school will be there. I don’t care…” Mr.Darna numbly turned and walked away. Casey watched her dad walk to his room. Casey furiously ran outside.

She looked upwards and closed her eyes. Then she felt a drop hit her closed eye. She opened her eyes, dazed. Then she whispered to the sky,

“I know you would have let me go. Mom, no matter what, I will try to get dad back on course… back on course in life…” Casey spun around in contentment. She wasn’t angry any more. She was focused on her new promise.

 Casey looked up at the small house. She saw that her dad’s window was closed and dark. Casey sighed and nodded. She knew what she was about to do was wrong, but she needed to do this.

Casey ran inside and grabbed the phone. She dialed Shelby’s phone number. It rang once, then twice, and then she heard Shelby on the other end.

“Hey! Shelby, I need your help.” Casey quickly told Shelby her plan. She then hung up and quietly went to the garage. She grabbed her bike and carried it through the house, as not to disturb her dad and ruin her plan.

Soon she was on her bike, pedaling through the pounding rain. Casey looked around; she was about a mile away from where she was meeting Shelby. Casey sighed then whispered a prayer of hope.

As she was finishing the prayer, tears started to cloud her vision. She tried to shake them off, but then she spun her bike to the left. Casey screamed as her bike fell sideways onto her. Casey slid across the ground, and her bike landed on top of her. She tried to get up but the bike was constricting her, she was having trouble breathing.

 Casey looked around but no one was there. Casey tried to scream but nothing came out. Then she started muttering to herself.

“Maybe this is it. By the time my dad realizes I’m gone, I’ll be dead. Won’t I?” Casey whispered in pure anguish. This was the one time that she wanted her dad to take care of her. She looked around once more gravely. Casey then felt a sharp pain in her head, she breathed in quickly then she blacked out…

Casey woke to here a car speeding up to her. Casey tried to get up, but exhaustion gripped her muscles. Casey strained her eyes in fear. She then relaxed to see the familiar car. The car screeched to a stop, and Mr. Darna stumbled out, his face frozen with terror. He looked at Casey and ran over, Casey looked into his heart-broken face.

“I-I’m sorry dad. I shouldn’t have left. It’s entirely my fault. I’m sorry.” Casey’s words shook as she forced herself to speak. But there was no anger in Mr. Darna’s face.

“Casey. It’s all right. I-I’m sorry to. I was wrong to treat you like that. Especially, if I knew your school would be there. I should’ve trusted you. But I didn’t, and since I didn’t you left in a huge storm, and got hurt. I’m sorry Casey. I really am, but- I think we are even.” Mr. Darna looked at Casey, heartfelt, and slowly lifted the bike off of her. He then carefully picked her up and brought her to the car.

“We are even. Aren’t we? We both did something that wasn’t right. You didn’t trust me and I left in this weather. We’re even. Let’s hope it stays like that.” Casey said dazed. Casey smiled warmly up at her dad. He smiled back.

They both knew that they were wrong. That the past shouldn’t be everything, and never leave in a thunder storm!

By: Casey Dryer

Photoshop Creations

Here are a few things I did on Photoshop a while ago! Enjoy!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hope you enjoyed those pics! There were originals,but I didn't want to out them! Enjoy!

 

MAKEOVER!!!

I gaveMoonlight Creations a makeover as you can plainly see! The old look was....well....getting a little old! This one is new and totally custom made!! I made it! There will be new makeover's every now and then. Once the old look starts to get boring, one day there will be a new exciting look!!

:::CASEY:::

My Hero

I am going to post my hero report! But of course change some names! This post won't take long because I will just copy and paste!

My Hero

My hero is an everyday person. He is a normal person, who to some people didn’t do anything. To me, he did everything.

          Mark-Life started on October 29^th 1971 and ended on April 26^th 2007.

          Mark ********** loved animals and wanted to care for them. He was a vegan and saved street cats in *******. He had a little house the cats could sleep in at night in the winter. A heat lamp was also attached. He would spend as much money as he needed to, to save any cats that came or were hurt.

Mark spent much time and money for these cats that were not his. He saved a cat that was electrocuted. The amount it cost was a lot, but he still went through with it. He spent over one thousand dollars to save this cat. He has true spirit and intentions. He doesn’t care that he has to use his money to save these animals. He just knew that he needed to.

He cared about the environment enough that he never drove, but rode his bike. He wanted to keep our world here, because he loved it as much as the next person would too.

He never did anything special. He was never a big time hero. He wasn’t known by everyone. But he was loved by his family. He cared about a lot of stuff. Enough that he would risk his money to save an animal. He was brave enough to take risks. He loved everything enough to do what he had to do.

A few months before he died, he rescued this little shitzu that ne named Seamus (pronounced Shame-us). This dog was abused, scared and mean. But Mark still adopted him, when others wouldn’t. He most likely saved this dog’s life. Seamus only trusted Mark, no one else. He would bite anyone else who would try to pet him. That shows how badly abused he was. But Mark got through to him. Mark was teaching him how to trust and love life again, like he did.

Mark is my hero because he can do stuff, which I might never be able to do. He can face his fears, but sometimes, fears come crashing down, and you can’t take it anymore. He took a lot of risks and tried to do his best. Mark appreciated all things, nature, animals, and life. He never took anything for granted. People can learn from him. Mark will always be close to my heart and others too. We miss him a lot, he wasn’t ready to go, but maybe he was. I can’t know for sure what he thought, but what he showed, was enough for me.

Once he died, one of his friends did a film about him. He filmed people of Mark’s family, trying to learn more. He got a lot of film done, mostly from my dad, grandma and grandpa. They were closest to him. I don’t know how that film is going today. We have not talked to Mark’s friend for a while. Let’s hope it is going well. Just as life should be.

When life starts then ends, you wonder if life was good. Life will always be good. No matter what problems you run in to. You should face them, not run away. My uncle knew how to do this. But once and only once did he make the wrong choice, to me that is. Life is precious. Hold on to it while you can. Family know this well. A loved one could disappear like that, and then never come back. We should still treasure life while we have it. Because one day, you could wake up, and find out that it isn’t there anymore. Sometimes, life needs a tear or two, don’t be afraid to let your emotions out. My uncle could learn from that. Emotions need to be told, as life needs to be lived. Life starts and ends. Love it.

By: Casey Dryer

More Art

Here is a picture I drew a while ago. Yes, it is what I would like my dream horse to look like. But not anymore. The only horse for me is Aladdin! But my old dream horse's name would have been- Storm Spirit!

 

 

They are all the same picture, but some are better then others! Enjoy!

:::CASEY:::

New Poem for Contest- Free

Free

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I was scared the first time;

The second I rode by night;
By the third he had my heart;
After the fourth it was just a steady climb.

The wind blew through the trees;

Creating a harmony among others;

The sun shone high and bright;

Hear the wind blow free;

A chestnut mane whipped around;

Sending flurries of snow everywhere;

There were two, two were free by heart;

They were bound;

I wrote this poem with the second verse of "Aladdin", but added on to it for The Cornet Crazie's poem contest at Treble Clef! I am only entering one poem! It is about me and Aladdin, of course!

Published

Me and Miranda are going to try to get Faded Eyes published! So sorry....but it can't go on here. We don't want anyone stealing it! But I will try to put up some pictures soon! Maybe even some I did on Photshop!

What! it is called Moonlight CREATIONS! Which means we can put anything we made onto it! LOL! Have fun here!

Night Whispers

Night Whispers

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The night whispers in my ears;

The Daylight fades away;

The night leaves a mark;

Fog clouds over in the form of tears;

The wind blows strong;

The truth is revealed;

We have waited too long;

Night whispers are here.

 

I made this poem for the release of the title of the third book of the Fourth Apprentice! But it is still not official~! It is just a working title. Night Whispers...awesome right? Go to Newpath's Way to see mroe on it!

Ancient

There was a long howl as a new life slipped into the world.

A single heart beat was heard. One. One of an ancient.

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A black wolf walked on the side of a road. There was a thick black collar around his neck. He mourned.For now,he was being tracked. Tracked by the Night. He remembered what had happened.

He was chasing a deer,when he heard a low roaring. He looked up in time to see a silver thread coming towards him. He put his head down and tried to run away. But he felt a sharp prick go through his skin. He started to slow den. The roaring was still above him. His instinct told him to keep running. But soon he paws collapsed beneath him,and he fell to the ground. Then all went black.
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 Kolta woke up.he felt drained and tired. He looked around to see the roaring monster leaving.He growled.

"Good riddance. They cost me a deer."

He looked over his body. Making sure nothing was hurt on him. When he looked at his paws,he growled. His beautiful black/silver fur was gone. Revealing the mark that was there. There was a faint line of swirls. Kolta growled again. Knowing that his mark was better with his fur.

Kolta was a bachelor. He had no pack at the moment. He was born as a loner. His mother had died when he was born. He almost died too.

Kolta sat down and scratched his neck. He was annoyed by the black collar that symbolized captivity. His freedom was gone. He was now being tracked. And someday the Night would come back and killed him. Or take him away from the wild when they thought he was in danger. he knew all of this because one of his friends received the collar one day. And five Full Night's later,he was shot. And he never moved again.

Kolta has never been with another wolf since then. That day was 2 Full Night's ago.

Kolta walked along the forest tree line. Looking for a tree to take this collar off. He sighed. There were no trees that were rough enough. he sniffed the air. There was another wolf near by. His hopes went up. He sniffed again. It was a lone female. His tail went straight up and he bounded toward the female. He knew that she probably wouldn't stay with him. Because he was marked. he sighed, but kept on running towards the female.

He finally saw her. he howled, acknowledging himself. Her head snapped in his direction. He stopped in front of her. The female looked at him. She stared at his collar for a long time. Then moved on. When her eyes met his legs, she took a step back. he sighed. Knowing that it was his mark. he slowly turned around, and started to leave. He walked slowly away. Only to hear paw-steps following.

Kolta looked over his shoulder. The female was following him. Either she was stupid, or shedidn't mind the mark. Kolta guessed the first one.

"My name's Shi. I don't mind your mark. If that's what you think. I think wolves that are Ancient's are speical. They must be if they have the mark. you were chosen to save the wolf law. You're lucky."

Kolta stared at Shi. He was astonished.

"I-I'm Kolta. Thanks. I think...."

Kolta smiled and wagged his tail. he started to run away. He heard Shi following. That made him happier. He stopped at a small pond. he looked at himself. His silver/black fur billowed in the soft breeze. Shi stopped beside him. He looked at her reflection. her golden/borwn fur wrapped around her face. he looked back at himself. But this time there were words.

"The Wolf Law Kolta."

Kolta sighed. he had known why he was chosen, but he didn't want to do it. But he had to. He had known that it was him that was the cause of his friends death. But he didn't want to admit it. Kolta turned to Shi.

"Do you know which parts of the Wolf Law are falling apart?"

Shi nodded.

"The part of respect and passion. Where we shall respect others and love life. To say thanks for the spirit of the animal that gave it's life for us. Also the part of remembering who we are. And not turning into savages. You need to fix that, don't you?"

Kolta nodded. he already knew where to start. he would try to find every wolf he could find. Then remind them about the Wolf Law. Then he will tell them that there is no need to forget this, even thoguht the Night's are taking over. We will always be who we are. We don't have to change. Then he would shopw them his collar, and how it didn't change him. He would live life to the fullest.

"Come on Shi. I need your help if I am going to do this. I need you to find every wolf you can find. Then bring them back to me. I will be waiting and trying to find some wolves I know. I only hopes this works..."

Shi nodded and ran off, licking him before she went. Kolta looked back into the pool. He saw himself,the Wolf Law was whole again. He was holwing at the moon. His job was finished. It was his time to leave...

Kolta sighed. Someday, he hoped, this would happen....

I will put more later! taht was only yhe first part!

Thanks Bekah...New Blog...Three Template...PINK

Thanks Bekah-

Thank-you Bekah SO much! I love the three template! And the background! LOL!Thank you so much! I am following your blog!

Three Template-

I FINALLY got a three template! Yay me! And thanks Bekah!

New Blog-

I have a new blog! It is about shape-shifters! You join as a shape-shifter! I am the leader,Matt, here at this coven. My short form for shape-shifters is S-S.
Join today! Thanks!

www.shadows-of-nights.blogspot.com

PINK-

Tomorrow night,Wednesday, I am going to a LIVE concert to see PINK! I am not a HUGE fan, but she does all this cool trapeze stuff in the air! I like some of her songs. But it will be SO cool! Can't wait!

Go To My New Blog.... and Tribe!

Please go to my new blog! It is about me and Aladdin. The horse I take lessons on. Even though I wish he was REALLy mine!

The blog is called- Breathing With A Thoroughbred

Please go to it! Tell other people about it too!

http://thoroughbred-breath.blogspot.com/

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I have made a tribe! I would like it if you would all join! My tribe's name is Tribe of Swaying Meadows. My name is Raventeller. Short of Teller of the Mocking Raven.

It is like the Tribe of Rushing Water. Since we don't know much, I will have to make up ceremonies and what-not. I am used to making ceremonies because of Maplepack.

Please join!!!

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Should I post chapter one right now?
Not sure.......

Casey i was thinking, should we call it, Life of they unwanted cuz every one screams and runs from them since they are _____ and yea, so should we?

Horse Art!

Here is a picture that I drew for school. It's on my name tag. You can probably see a little bit, but I blurred out my name. It's a horse. I think it is pretty good too!

About Chapter One

Me and Casey are writing a story where we each do one chapter. I will be doing the first chapter. We have our own characters. For every odd number the character will be Mya. For every even number, the character will be Shiloh.

About Chapter One.~

Life couldnt suck more. When your foster parents die in a car crash, and drive off a bridge. Your boyfriend, the one you have liked since grade 2, dumps you for some stuck up head cheerleader. Your teacher thinks you need therapy, for crying in class alot. And your forced to live with your only bestfriend, Andrew.
17 year old Mya, has had a wonderful life untill 2 months ago. Mya has blue eyes and firey reddy orange hair. She has a stronge face bone sturture. Mya thinks she knows whats best, ALOT. But what she does not know about Andrew and his family, may change her life, FOREVER!

Coming Soon!

M

School!

I have survived the jail! Both me and Miranda have! We are in the same class! But not with Sophia. I have no homework on my first day! We did like NOTHING! It was awesome! Even though I wanted a different teacher,this one is pretty cool. I guess. But he smokes. But it doesn't smell like it. But you can see that he does. His fingernails are a little yellow,same with his teeth. GROSS!  But I had a good day! I will say more stuff later!!!

School

School


A jail for kids where they teach you and keep

you confined to a small desk for 7 hours a day!

With tiny recess's!

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Tomorrow me and Miranda start school. We won't be able to post as much. We will be gone most of the day. 

10 months of school and 2 months of summer. Also. We are freaking out because we want to know what class we will be in! I hope I am with Miranda and my other friend Sophia! 

Wish us luck! I will try to post tomorrow about our first day of school!

60 minutes a hour, 7 hours a day, 5 days a week, 4 weeks a month, 10 months a year.

:::CASEY:::

Free Spirit

The Life of a 

Slaughter House Horse.
        

                                        

I nickered as my Master groomed me.He was old.But very gentle.Right now he was stiff.I loved him as he loved me.But my life changed for the worst.
                                        

I turned my head to look at my Master.He was grooming me gently.But then I felt him go stuff and jerk. Then he fell to the ground. I nickered my worry and nuzzled him. He didn't move. I felt no energy coming off him. He was in my stall almost all day. Until one of my other Matser's came. They came to my stall and saw my Master lying on the ground. My other Master half screamed. Then they ran away.
                                     

I soon heard a screaming noise. Then I saw a white truck pull up. People ran out. They came into my stall and took my Master away.I screamed. Wondereing where they were taking him. My other Master came in and lead me into a trailer. I pranced. Expecting to go to a show. My other Master drove for a while. Then we stopped. Other Master lead me out of the trailer and into a pen,where Other Master tacked me up and got on me. I heard a loud voice and saw a lot of people. Other Master pushed me into a smooth canter. I sprang into the arena and did a few circles.
                                                  

I saw a man watching me. But he wasn't watching my smooth beautiful movement's. He was watching the way my weight shifted back and forth. I showed the white's of my eyes to him and out my head,opened my mouth a little, in disgust.
                                              

Soon I was lead back into the pen. And that man came up to Other Master. He handed Other Master a lot of green things. The next thing i knew was that I was being led away by a complete stranger. I was loaded into a low ceiling trailer,with a lot of other horses. I pranced because I was nervous. The scent was horrible. But I was pushed into the trailer. Then  I heard the door close behind me. I screamed. I screamed for my real Master who would have never let this happen to me. I closed my eyes and tried to pretend that this was all a dream.
                                            

I woke up to yelling and the sound of a whip cracking the air. I screamed as that whip smacked me and cut my flank. I bolted out of the trailer and into a small pen with about a dozen other scared horses. The smell was more horrid then it was in the trailer. The sound was horrid too. In the distance horses were screaming,and there was a faint bang. I rolled my eyes and tried to side-step. But I was too close to other horses. Then someone opened up the door. I bolted through,but found myslef bumping into another horse. The door was shut.
                                                      

The passage was very narrow. Only one horse could move at a time. I could hear the bang more clearly now. And the smell was fresh and revolting. I put my head down and tried to block everything out. I felt myself moving along. But I saw none of it. I only put my head up when  the ground changed from dirt, to concrete. I then found myself inside a building,with the scents even stronger then ever.
                                                

I walked along. The bang was easily heard. I panicked,but I had no where to run. I saw horses disappearing behind a metal door. That's when I heard the shot and realized what was going to happen.I started to scream and panic. But I could do nothing as I resisted going behind that metal door as something poked me. I finally ran in. The ground was horrible. It was.....red. I rolled my eyes and screamed.  
                                                                   

I heard someone beside me. I flicked my ears in that direction and realized it was a man. Holding something...

I turned my head to look at him. I again expected gentle,caring hands. I was wrong to look at him. For when I looked at him he out that thing to my forehead,and pulled a trigger. I fell to the ground. Writhing in pain. But I got up. Knowning that was my only choice. I kept moving me head. The pain was horrible. I started to forget why I was there. What was happening. I stopped moving.
                                                                   

The guy bent over again. I felt the cold metal of that thing on my head again. Everything came rushing back. I screamed again as he pulled the trigger. I fell to the ground,writhing in even more pain. I trashed my legs. Trying to stand up again. Trying to live. I tried as hard as I could. But I knew it was hopeless. I saw him bending down,one last time. He put the metal thing to my head,one last time. I screamed as he pulled the trigger. I screamed. I screamed my name.

                  


 Free Spirit

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That was the life of a Slaughter House Horse. Of course I made it up. But mostly everything of what I said is true. Of how they have to shoot the horse several times with something called a bolt gun. It is a horrifying process. The horses are scared and panicked. These horses should have been in loving homes. But a Slaughter House person buys them at horse auctions. Sometimes they even steal horses. It's a horrible thing to do. 

Here is a Little Bit about my Short Story "Ancient"!

There was a long howl as a new life slipped into the world. 

A single heart beat was heard. 

One.

One of an Ancient.

                                        
That is the prologue of Ancient. It is about a black wolf named Kolta. He has makings on his legs. Swirls that show he is one of the Ancient's.
                                                     
The Ancient's are the wolves that decreed the Wolf Law. They created it and honored it. If a wolf is born with those marks,then that means the Wolf Law is falling apart,and the Ancient One must rebuild it.

                                               
Civilization is moving into the Wolf Land. Making wolves vicious and out-spoken. The Night Track them. Watch them. It is the Night that is destroying the Wolf Law. Making it fall apart. Making wolves forget what they have been taught.
                                             
If an Ancient One is born,they are born marked,and pure white. Then they grow and turn pure black. That always happens. The mother dies giving birth to this pup. The mother always dies. The stress of giving birth to an Ancient One kills the mother. The pressure it puts on the mother trying to get this pup into the world. It is also needed for the mother to die. The pup has to be solitary as it learns why it is on this planet. Only once it learns shall other wolves be allowed to be around the Ancient. But if the Ancient starts to forget why it is here,the wolves it is with will pay. Those wolves will be killed. No matter what.
                                               

Kolta is an Ancient One. He started to forget why he was living. The wolf who was with him died. But only one wolf was ever around Kolta. But that wolf payed the price.

                                    
The Night's are humans. Kolta believes that once they start Tracking you a few Full Night's later,you die.That is what happened to Kolta's friend

                           
Kolta must survive. For only Ancient Ones come one at a time.And when they come,and they die,it takes another few hundred years for an Ancient One to come again.

So that tells a little bit about my short story Ancient!

Story???

I want to do a short story.But I can't think of anything to write about.Do any of you have suggestions for me???And I pretty much only do stories about animals!!!Unless I am inspired to do something else!!!

If so,comment under this post!And do you like my word of the day???Look along the side to see!!!!

:::CASEY:::

Hawk

Here is a hawk holding a snake for Swiftstar!

:::CASEY:::

Shadow's

Shadow's

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Black streaked across the frozen ground;

The sun glistened overhead;

But the forest was dark;

Icy eyes flashed and were found;

Owls called,daring the icy eyes;

Black creeped across the sun;

The black shadow kept moving;

As swift as the night could be done.

Here you go Swiftstar!Here is your poem!Hope you like it!

:::CASEY:::

Eagle

For Willowmoon!

Miranda!

Tomorrow by Moonlight Dream

Tomorrow

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The night air split;

Sounds of fighting erupted;

Fire in the sky was lit;

Then the ground bled;

The sky weeped it's sorrow;

While the heart broke;

Then all was silent;

There was better light tomorrow.

:::CASEY:::

Super Girl

Dimond

Graystripe At The Twoleg Nest

Me and Casey!

Squirrelflight

Drawings

Here is a picture of a warrior.It's supposed to be one of the cats on the cover of Forest of Secrets".Hope you like it!

:::CASEY:::

Drawings

Here is a drawing that I did yesterday!

Here is a picture of a bunny I drew!I had a book to help me though!And also it should look better but I couldn't do all the other little details,so this is what you get!

:::CASEY:::

Friends

What seemed like never;
Will always be apart of me;
Will last forever;
And never part with my soul;

But when a day comes;
The song I'm humming;
Will fade into the mist;
I can only hope the day will be last on my life list;

The joy that is here;
I hope will stay near;
But I am ready;
For what may not be steady;

The words I speak of;
Are only of love;
The life and love I feel for Casey;
As a cousin and friend!


~miranda~

Midnight Sun by Moonlight Dream

Midnight Sun
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The sun shimmered;
The moon glowed;
The night air glimmered;
While the day light gave way;

The sun collapsed;
While the moon rose;
The night air expanded and froze;
Giving way to the Midnight Sun.

:::CASEY:::

That poem is about the Midnight Sun.In Antartica,it is night for months at a time.So people started calling the moon that shown in the day,The Midnight Sun.And that is mainly what the poem means!And I promise we will get some drawings on here.Maybe by the end of the day?I don't know!

:::Casey:::

A Hug

A Hug

What do I adore?
Thats sweeter than candy?
And is always handy?

My moms hug!


~miranda~

Rules for Moonlight Creations

1.DO NOT COPY ANY PICTURES OFF OF OUR SITE!THAT INCLUDES OUR HEADER AND PROFILE PICTURES!THANK-YOU!

2.Comment as much as you like!

3.Don't cuss.Even silent cussing.Like ROFLMFAO.That is silent cussing.No Fighting on this site!At all!No fighting or judging anyone!

4.Laugh all you want at out work.

5.Be patient!It takes a while to finish one creation!So wait.And see!

6.We do not put up other peoples work.We only out up  our OWN.

:::CASEY:::
 
~miranda :D

 THOSE ARE OUR SIGNATURES!

Wolf Boy

Wolf Boy

The moonlight shown;
On a cloudy night sky;
But is told to be unknown;
With the day light eye.

-A full moon shown an invincible ray of light.
-The night sky was clouded.
-Is not known.
-To a human eye.
So basically is that Wolf Boy can see the full moon shining through the clouds, but human eyes or any thing that cant see in the dark would not be able to see the moons shine.

Moonlight Frost! :D

Aladdin by Moonlight Dream

Aladdin
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I felt dead;

His call awoke me;
A light shimmered bright;
Even in the darkest of nights;

I was scared the first time;
The second I rode by night;
By the third he had my heart;
After the fourth it was just a steady climb.

There was my first poem.!Pretty much ever!It is about Aladdin and the love I have for him.He's a horse.But I love him with all of my heart!

Also.I only made the second verse.Miranda made the first verse.Because she was helping me.Because I am more of a writer.Not a poem maker!So thanks Miranda!

Also the first time I rode him,I was dead scared!Because the person who use to ride him,well Aladdin always bucked when she was on him.The rest was just continuing in the year that I rode him!And I still am.More then a year now!

the first verse means of how I felt scared at first.But then after a while I opened up.Then a little while ago,I went out to bring him in from the pasture,and he nickered to me!I was so happy!I loved that!I always love seeing him and if my instructor suggests changing horses,I get upset.So ya.

This poem is about how much I love Aladdin!

Hope you liked it!

Moonlight Dream

Heylo!

Heyy im Moonlight Frost, my cousin is Moonlight Dream!! Tee hee. Well im not very good at speachs, you might know that. And mine will suck compared to Moonlight Dream. One thing DO NOT CUSS!
Thanks, do not say this blog sucks, even though some of our drawings stories and poems might not be so good.....wink wink nudge nudge Moonlight Dream. No offence. So any way im not really mentioning again what this blog is about.

For any of you who think were coping your ideas, I thought of drawing, poems and Moonlight Dream thougt oof stories. I never knew about other drawing blogs, and there is no law saying we cant, make this blog!!!!! We some times have contests on like short stories and poems, if you win you will get an award.

Soo yea, injoy and have fun. Alsio please be responsable on your actions. Wink Wink Nudge Nudge any one who normaly think we copy or suck or any thing cussy. For those of you who dont know what cussing means, lets just say no bad words. I normaly dont cuss, so say poopie of something like that, shiz, chese wiz, oww pie, DO NOT MAKE FUN OF MY NON CUSSING WORDS!!!!


So PCCE! HAVE FUN!

Moonlight Frost!

HEY!!!

Hey.This is Casey or Moonlight Dream.Miranda or Moonlight Frost and I will be putting drawings that we make on this here website.I know it doesn't look like much yet.Well look around.There is nothing here!But do not worry.We are just getting started,so soon it will be gorgeous!

But I am not the best drawer in the world.I actually kind of suck.I can not draw people.But I will try drawing animals.And maybe once in a while you might see a story.This blog is supposed to be just for drawings.But hey.The title says Moonlight CREATIONS!Which necessarily doesn't mean just drawing.It could mean whatever creation you have.So maybe drawings and stories?Now that sounds like creations to me!

We will both have some pictures on here soon enough.I am close to finishing one,so if you wait,you will see!Well we both hope you enjoy this blog!Thanks for reading!

Requests

This is the page where you can request what kind of picture you might want to see on this website!Moonlight Dream and Moonlight Frost will talk about it and we will both try to make it.Maybe...

Also!You can request a picture,and Miranda will draw it for you!Then you can take the picture!
And!You can request a poem,and Casey will make a poem for you!Then you can take the poem!

Have FUN!

-What We Need To Do-

Delaney-

Poem

Blue Moon

Who's Going To Do It-

~M~

Wildflower-

Poem

LeafxCrow


Who's Going To Do It-

:::CASEY:::