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    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


    Here, sweetie (any)
    #3
    Solara comes to my call. Oh, how I needed to work on my parenting skills. "Solara, do you wish to nurse? There is still some milk left." I say, trying to get the child to eat. Kiano was finished, now nibbling on the grass near me. I think to myself, wondering where he got those sharp-ish cheekbones. Kii's and hers were both smooth and soft. Then she lets her mind wander, loose in thought land.


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    Here, sweetie (any) - by Nadyah - 11-06-2015, 04:09 AM
    RE: Here, sweetie (any) - by Solara - 11-06-2015, 05:26 PM
    RE: Here, sweetie (any) - by Nadyah - 11-08-2015, 01:47 AM



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