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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "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 it comes with no warning; Dahmer, Ellyse, Nayl, Any
    #5
    She spun the stars on her fingernails
    ”Outsiders are coming,” the boy has taught himself to fly in the last couple months, the unfamiliarity of it clear in the way he clumsily lands near his mother. Nayl looks at her son, regarding him with a fondness in her fiery eyes. She doesn’t say anything – there is no need for words yet – but nods to him in muted understanding. They move together then, a unit mirrored in synchronized steps, toward the small gathering at their border. Castile is still young, but as he approaches his first birthday he has developed more muscle and his crest is no longer lined by a short mohawk. Although he doesn’t formally hold a position in Nerine, he still accompanies his mother as means for knowledge. He doesn’t leave her side, not while they are traveling or when they arrive to their small group.

    A short burst of suppressed laughter escapes Nayl upon hearing her mentioning of sharks. Indeed, some have been spotted as well as dolphins and other marine life. There’s still a newness to their home that she still learns daily, that she never would have thought to see in the Beqanna of Old.

    Castile innocently wedges himself next to his parents, peering up at Lior briefly before looking back to the outsiders. ”Hello, Dahmer,” he remembers the large obsidian stallion, his amiable nature marking a piece of the boys memory. ”Long time no see,” the Queen mildly jests, feeling like there is always someone from Tephra here. It incites a shadowed idea as to why they are here, but she says nothing of it. Instead, she settles into a brief quiet as her eyes flicker from one face to the other, her heart swelling when she sees her fellow Nerinians.


    Nayl
    covet and myrina's creation


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    RE: here it comes with no warning; Dahmer, Ellyse, Nayl, Any - by Nayl - 05-13-2017, 02:07 PM



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