Deer Country Network

[ Even if there's a massive storm, it'll eventually pass. Somewhere in a lull of events, Gaia opens a video on the network. She's seated in a chair. There's a wide view of her surroundings which show another chair, a small table, a lunar powered floor lamp and a rug but... not much else. ]

Hello everyone. Well, my house is nearly renovated.

[ She looks over her shoulder. It's probably easy to see the room is pretty bare besides the small setting. ]

But as you can see, I don't have much in the way of actual furniture. While I can keep my eyes out and look for items at the shops, I also wanted to see if there was anyone who had spares they might be willing to part with or even skills to craft items. I'd like to focus on practical things. You know, tables, chairs, beds, tables and lights at first. But of course I'd also be interested in some luxury items.

[ There's a brief perk of enthusiasm. ]

I did have the house wired for lunar power so I'd be particularly interested in items which might help with the summer heat. Or something practical like a powered icebox or a fireless oven. Please let me know if you can help or know of someone that might. Feel free to contact me later as well.

Humans talk so much about love, but how do you know what love is? And if a feel you feel is love?

The first time I felt what I thought was love, it was someone else's will. And it was sticky, heavy like my chest was constricted and I couldn't breathe, like I was choking on it.

The next time, I felt elated and weightless, like all pain and sorrow had vanished from the world and my memories. I knew eventually, I'd be hurt but... in that moment, I believed nothing could harm me, and it still cut like a knife when it happened.

Could both of those feelings be love? Or is love something else entirely? Can you hurt someone and still love them? Is being hurt by someone you care for and accepting that hurt a form of love?

How do you know if you're even capable of such feelings?