
i made up a world for shits n giggles so here's some stuff about it
originally it started with a doodle when i was should've been paying attention to my algebra class. oops...
anyway, i drew this weird little thing that looked kinda like a deer.
its called the lazarus deer because it sounded epic lmao.
when it dies, a little while (usually 30 minutes to an hour and a half) after, it "rises" kinda. it looks like someone is tugging on invisible puppet strings that are attached to the deer's horns. its slow enough that a lot of people dont even think anything of it until it gets super high. and then it freaks them out lmao and then just kinda flops back on the ground.
the deer is critically endangered because of people hunting it for its horns. some people use them for natural medicines and some for decoration. theyre very rare and there arent many accounts of it - especially its habit of "rising from the dead" - in modern history, but there are some textbooks that describe it, most notably Dr. Sionne D'thrope's Our'd lez De'cor; Scier e De'cor ai F'lorette. yes its in a fictional language i made up. it translates to Of Thy Nature; the Science of Nature in F'lorette. F'lorette is where the lazarus deer is from. on the outskirts of f'lorette, there's a tribe called the lorafi who treat the deer as a sacred symbol of health and restoration.
i wrote some stuff from Our'd lez De'cor; Scier e De'cor ai F'lorette so here it is. ya
Editor's Note: Our'd lez De'cor; Scier e De'cor ai F'lorette (Of Thy Nature; the Science of Nature) was originally written in Dr. Sionne D'thrope's native language, F'touk.
Special thanks to the translation team:
Mare Solan
Libby Reed
Ryo Torren
Foreword
It is very ill-advised to travel to an area as vast as the outskirts of F'lorette on one's own.
.. However, I - being the stubborn woman I am - originally planned to go alone. Thankfully, my wonderful wife Siere talked me out of it and offered to accompany me on my three-day trip. I could not be more thankful for her presence.
Deep acknowledgements to my old friend Bernard, for creating the illustrations from my lackluster attempts at describing the wildlife on the outskirts of F'lorette; as well as to the Lorafi tribe for being so hospitable and kind to my wife and I.
Ch. 1: Plants & Flowers
F'lorette is a naturally vibrant area, though I couldn't help but notice how particularly saturated the flowers on the outskirts were. During the noon, the light seemed to bounce off the various colored petals, giving them a soft glow.
.. The petals, I had noticed, were quite thin, allowing for light to transfer through. The shadows cast upon the flowers during the early evening were somewhat haunting, however. Oftentimes, with species such as the Silktry flower, the shadows cast were unnerving, the silhouette of them appearing to be disturbing and distorted humanoid faces.
One Lorafi tribeswoman, D'val, informed me of the Lorafi's spiritual beliefs, many of which stemmed from nature. She stated that the tribe believed that souls of the dead were inhabiting the flowers. During funeral ceremonies, the tribesfolk bring the flowers to the gathering, and rest them alongside the recently deceased. D'val said that they believed that, if accompanied, the souls trapped within the flowers would be laid to rest peacefully.