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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]  Why Is There Joy In This Poison? [Any]
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    She asks for his name and she almost did not believe her ears with the sarcasm that rolled off his tongue. She clenched her jaw in annoyance, this bastard was treading on thin ice. She cocks her eye towards him, Indivar .

    The smug bastard had the audacity to leave the conversation, moving back to his original spot of rest. He lays down and settles his gaze on the ebony and red mare, he speaks again this tirme noting that he is tired and would surely enjoy some rest. He said he would leave tomorrow. If he was such a nuisance, but today he needed rest.

    A laugh escaped her maw, unable to keep her composure. Normally she would chase out such a disrespectful bastard, but she could not deny the fact that his personality meshed well with the kingdom.

    She took in a deep breath, exhaling all the annoyance he initially filled her with. That is not how things work here, you can either become a kingdom member of Sylva, or you can leave now. She pauses and her gaze narrows in on the grullo stag There is no room for intruders here. Her options were clear, and her voice was stern, the outcome was his decision.

    @[Indivar]




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    RE: Why Is There Joy In This Poison? [Any] - by Mary - 12-23-2018, 01:19 PM



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