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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


    Our Last Connection ||Birthing||
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    Long May She Reign


    She was surprised that she had not given birth earlier, what with this not being her first and from the stress of losing Sylva. She has been through a lot and she didn't think this child would ever come, but alas the time has arrived.

    She had a constant pain growing, but it was a familiar one and so she looked for a place to settle into. It wasn't Sylva, with her circle of trees that kept her isolated from the world. She was filled with sorrow but only for a moment, it was not a time to get sentimental, she had a child to birth after all.

    She found a mossy area that was protected by a few trees, good enough she thinks to herself. As she settles into the area it was just in time as the contractions hit there peak. With each contraction she pushes, it seemed to come easier and easier with each child and though it was still painful this one seemed to come faster than the rest.

    She gave one last push and a little filly lay on the ground, looking around the world for the first time. She smiles at her briefly, the green filly that looked identical to Mary when she was a foal, splashed with grey. She presses her maw to the filly's cheek, the thought of this being Mary and Sinner's last foal together forced a rush of emotions on Mary. She breathed in the scent of the young one, hoping to remember Sinner's own. 

    Even though she wanted to sit here all day reminiscing in the memories she had with this child's father, he was gone for now, and she couldn't dwell on it any longer. Come on, she says and she lifts herself off the ground, nudging the filly in an effort to encourage her off as well. Divest she smiles as she says her name with the last nudge.


    MARY



    @[Divest]




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    Messages In This Thread
    Our Last Connection ||Birthing|| - by Mary - 07-22-2019, 11:18 AM
    RE: Our Last Connection ||Birthing|| - by Divest - 07-26-2019, 11:09 AM
    RE: Our Last Connection ||Birthing|| - by Mary - 07-28-2019, 05:43 PM
    RE: Our Last Connection ||Birthing|| - by Divest - 07-31-2019, 04:45 PM
    RE: Our Last Connection ||Birthing|| - by Nodens - 08-05-2019, 06:37 PM
    RE: Our Last Connection ||Birthing|| - by Mary - 08-05-2019, 07:05 PM
    RE: Our Last Connection ||Birthing|| - by Divest - 08-11-2019, 02:13 PM
    RE: Our Last Connection ||Birthing|| - by Nodens - 08-22-2019, 11:32 AM
    RE: Our Last Connection ||Birthing|| - by Mary - 08-30-2019, 09:43 AM



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