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    COTY

    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


    just get me out of here [Thana]
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    Existence thus far had been a mosaic of confusion and emotions. The more things changed, the more it noticed they stayed the same. The den where the child had spent its infancy was the same as it had always been, but now it seemed so much smaller than it had. It has a vague sense of the reality of its own growth, but it is so unsure of how this can occur it does not think much of it. There is no benchmark, no measuring stick to reference - just a deepening malaise that comes from finding oneself in a stagnant and shrinking environment. 

    There were no solid boundaries to the den in which it lived, yet it knew where it could find nourishment when it was hungry, and there were no immediate threats to its safety, so why not stay close? Outside of this place there was nothing but unknown. Should this cause fear? Concern? Anxiety? Maybe a more adventurous or happy creature would be less reticent to leave. It does not know. It is neither of those things.

    The driving force, ultimately, is that the others have begun to leave. They have always been there, even if it does not seek them out. Their presence has been part of its existence and their departures create confusion and uncomfortable feelings. It has no descriptors for these feelings, but it is certain they are not pleasant. Not unlike when its stomach was transitioning to grass from fairy milk.

    One by one the others disappear. Finally it is quiet. The fairy mare comes daily, as always, but it had long since had mouths to feed. It does not consider asking the fairy for advice; while it had heard the others speaking to one another it had never tried to communicate with anyone. It does not occur to it to start now. Instead, it simply decides to follow the fairy and see where it may lead. It has little to loose.

    It finds itself in a different land. Much larger - it seemed indefinite to the creature that had only known the confines of the den. There were others here too, but they were not the others that it had known. These were larger, like the fairy. It had never seen so many large others. This created fear. It knew fear, for it had always been there in varying degrees. Its only constant companion. 

    Its knees wobble and the bay and purple creature finds itself in a heap in the strange land's long grasses. After a few moments, it no longer feels overwhelmed. It can breathe. There is food here. Nothing is immediately threatening. There are others, even if they are different. Perhaps this was a natural... it has no way of knowing. For now, it will simply try to understand this new land and the others that inhabited it. 

    ((reused from Gryffen post @[Thana]))
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