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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


    [Open] Sticks and Stones, Love...
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    Two toned frame appeared once more upon the horizon.  The lands had greened since she had last been in the center of the domain.  Canopy thickened with new growth casting more shadows upon the residents.  She preferred the shadows so it was quite fine by her standards.  The cave within the side of the mountain ridge had provided a nice shelter but she needed nourishment now.  Bodice was much thinner than before but it wasn't entirely from lack of grazing.  Today she traveled alone.  Two beat pace moved her quickly towards lush green sprouts reaching for the sun's warmth.  Dark orbs keeping vigilant for... Danger.

     Surely something was a tad off as maternal instincts took over.  Tucked away safely she was sure he would be there when she returned to gather him.  She had things to do, places to be, others to see. Devilish grin spread across her delicate features at the thought....
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    [Open] Sticks and Stones, Love... - by Karaugh - 01-22-2017, 10:27 PM



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