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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


    [mature]  Friends With the Monsters[Morty]
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    Cool autumn breeze passes through the thick Sylvan underbrush. He is calm, for now. This season had always been his favorite - the days speed up and turn into long nights. Bright blue skies turn to steely grays. He is slithering now, through his forest, the same as any other day. The creatures of the night had slowly, but surely, begun to come out and play. Just as he’d suspected, just as he knew they would. They could only keep to themselves for so long before their...urges came to fruition.

    A brisk trot turns into a steady walk in the matter of seconds. He flicks his ears from one side to the next, focusing on a sound he’s heard before. A familiar crack like that of a whip...where had he heard that sound before?

    “Reveal yourself.” A demand. He braces himself for whatever came his way...it was only a matter of time.

    @[Dynast]
     

    |Proceed with Caution|


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    Friends With the Monsters[Morty] - by Dynast - 04-17-2018, 02:55 PM
    RE: Friends With the Monsters[Morty, Any] - by Modicum Mortem - 04-17-2018, 05:34 PM
    RE: Friends With the Monsters[Morty] - by Dynast - 04-24-2018, 09:48 AM
    RE: Friends With the Monsters[Morty] - by Dynast - 05-05-2018, 09:13 PM



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