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    • Beqanna

    • Year: 232
    • Season: Autumn, Breeding
    • SWP: None
    COTY

    Assailant -- Year 226

    QOTY

    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura

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        Thread: throw everything i own into the fire.
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    your bones hum my name the way gregorian monks sing of god. i wonder if they’ve always known me—if every cell in your body has just been waiting for me to come home. As he did with the others nearb...
    		 Toska Forest 3 2,679 09-19-2016, 10:22 PM
        Thread: throw everything i own into the fire.
    Post: throw everything i own into the fire.
    your bones hum my name the way gregorian monks sing of god. i wonder if they’ve always known me—if every cell in your body has just been waiting for me to come home. There is nothing remarkable about...
    		 Toska Forest 3 2,679 09-16-2016, 02:46 PM