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Scenery in The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt 06/??

#gifs #the witcher

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skeletonin is the happiness chemical released when you see a ghoul or perhaps a ghost

#text

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the long waiting for spring | it’s a wonderful life

you know it feels unfair there’s magic everywhere

(Black, Wonderful Life)

20/04/19-62

#nature #photo

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CCC Trail, January 2021

#nature #photo

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What do you mean by That's Not A Deer in the mountains near you????

Anyone who spends decent amount of time in Appalachia knows the Not Deer. If you’ve gone on the Blue Ridge Parkway at night, you’ve probably seen him.Now: keep in mind if you don’t live in an area with a lot of deer, deer are freaky bastards on their own. They’re really big, extremely agile, move surprisingly quietly, and are extremely durable. It’s not unheard of for someone to hit a deer and total their car. Once I heard a story of a man who hit a deer on accident and decided to take it home and least get some good meat out of a bad situation. On the drive home the deer woke up and absolutely shredded the inside of this man’s trunk. They’re very cute but you definitely don’t want to mess with one. Just keep that relationship in the back of your mind. Anyway, the Not Deer is more or less what I’d call a folk cryptid. Everybody has their story about it. They’re all somewhat similar. You’re in a car at night, in a rural, heavily wooded area, and probably a bit lost. It’s not wildly uncommon to see a opossum crossing the road, see blips of little animals with your headlights. You see a deer. So you/your friends go “Oh! Deer!” and slow down in case it leaps in front of you. Then you see it more clearly. There’s just something wrong about it. There’s something about its eyes. You feel your stomach get heavy like a rock, the hair on your neck raise. You sense intelligence that you shouldn’t. It doesn’t move like a deer, it moves like a… oh god, what is that thing? Whatever that thing is, it’s not a deer and we need to leave. You hit the gas and get the hell out of there.A group of my friends got lost on the Parkway once and reemerged with a chilling story. They aren’t the kind of folks to lie or over exaggerate. Among other freaky stuff that happened, the driver claimed she saw a deer in the road. Then she noticed the deer was on two legs. 

#encounters #forest cryptids #deer #not deer #text

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#taxidermy #deer #photoset

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indifference by yosuke

#nature #cryptid feels

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sudden, violent change sometimes comes charging your way armed with horns the size of an alder tree

#blood #original art #deer

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the midwest

#aesthetic board

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Many places have a “forest that shouldn’t be entered.” Even people who are used to working in the mountains feel there is something there. They are suddenly overcome with fear and it becomes the custom to avoid certain places. These places exist. I don’t know what is there, but I think they are real. I’m not a believer in the occult, but the world is more than we can fathom with our five senses. This world doesn’t exist just for humans. So I think it’s all right to have such things. This is why I think it’s a mistake to think about nature from the idea of efficiency, that forests should be preserved because they are essential for human beings …

I am concerned, because for me the deep forest is connected in some way to the darkness deep in my heart. I feel that if it is erased, then the darkness inside my heart would also disappear, and my existence would grow shallow.

Hayao Miyazaki, “Totoro Was Not Made as a Nostalgia Piece”, Starting Point: 1979-1996

#quotes

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Wolf/dog post for the end of March! 

www.jademere.com

https://www.instagram.com/jademere/

https://jademere.deviantart.com

#original art #forest cryptids #canines

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@drferox

you’ve been tagged in lots of dog-mouthed horse pictures, but what about deer? :p

#forest cryptids #deer #teeth

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Pale light and the sound of crickets, searching in the muted dark

#original art #deer #forest cryptids

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These woods ring with a shrill, sad cry, fading in the foggy pines.

#original art #forest cryptids #canines

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“The story of Emily, the jilted young woman, has been told far and wide. The most popular telling, remembered by some still alive from the 1940′s, has a young farmer’s daughter Emily, sometime in the past, perhaps as early as 1849, deserted by the man she loved on the day of their intended marriage. In despair, she took her life at the bridge. Some believe her spirit haunts Emily’s Bridge, especially on moonlit nights, waiting for her man to return. However, others remember it differently. A local luminary recently explained that ‘in the 1970′s, witchcraft was enjoying a big wave of interest in schools all over the country. On one warm summer evening, a story was made up in the presence of some impressionable college students about a young Emily, being jilted by her intended, after which she rode with fury back across the bridge. The horses panicked and she was thrown from the wagon to her death. The story spread like wildfire. Regardless of which version is true, The Legend of Emily continues to fascinate many.”

                  – From an information board located behind the bridge

#encounters #emily's bridge

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#photo #nature #cryptid feels

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#photo #cryptid feels