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Walden
Legacy Name: Walden

The

Glacier Antlephore
Owner:

Mel

Age: 14 years, 8 months, 1 week

Born: August 16th, 2009

Adopted: 13 years, 5 months, 6 days ago

Adopted: November 17th, 2010

Pet Spotlight Winner
February 12th, 2013

Statistics

Level: 374
Strength: 935
Defense: 936
Speed: 927
Health: 935
HP: 935/935
Intelligence: 604
Books Read: 593
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Hotel Chain Owner

wooded valley

isolated - resourceful - resentful

"A lake is the landscape's most beautiful and expressive feature. It is Earth's eye; looking into which the beholder measures the depth of his own nature."

"However mean your life is, meet it and live it; do not shun it and call it hard names."

He sat on his porch with a hot cup of coffee while the sun rose above the fog that was still lingering from last nights freeze. It was almost Christmas he presumed. He didn't know the exact date. He had left his calender along with all the other meaningless crap from his former life. It was unneeded out here in the wilderness. The only thing he needed out here was food, shelter and clothing. And that he provided all by himself, he didn't need anybody and nobody needed him. He was happy out here, alone, with only the company of an occasional animal or two. It allowed his mind to think, to wonder, not to be burdened with the sadness and despair of society. He loved the peacefulness the pond brought, and the flowers that grew in the springtime. And now that it was winter, snow was beginning to cover the ground. He could sit outside all day, watching the serenity of the forest, writing in his journal. This was his life now, and it had been for quite some time now. And would continue to be until his time came, and that would be just fine with him. Its not like anybody would miss him, and he would certainly not miss anybody.

This is Walden's life now, but it wasn't always like this. He was once married, with two wonderful children, and boy and a girl, whom he loved very much. He had a small townhouse in downtown London and worked with the city. He and his family often helped out at the local orphanage, donating time and money to help the children live a better life. His life was wonderful until one day he came home and his youngest daughter was dreadfully sick. She lay in bed, tossing and turning, screaming in pain. The doctor came and went, but there was nothing that could be done. She was soon put to rest at too early an age. This drove Walden mad with anger, how could this happen, what had he done to deserve this. Not long after his marriage crumbled and his wife took his son and moved to the countryside. Soon his house was in shambles and he was fired from his job. That was when he decided society did not need him, and he surely did not need society. So he packed a few items and went on his way. Before leaving he grabbed the family's photo album and before passing the town limits, he stopped at his daughter's grave and placed it on top along with a lone white flower. And with that he kept on walking, until he was passing through a forest and in the distance he saw a small pond with a meadow. So he made his way through the thicket and there he built a small cabin and a garden. And here is where he has been ever since.