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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


    Don't you ever tame your demons; Dagen
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    cold in the violence after the war
    hope is a fire to keep us warm

    As accustomed as she is to his moods, she still notices the frown before it softened into something more affectionate. He is so determined to master everything, and she’s absolutely positive he was trying to make his new magic skin work. She doesn’t even need to ask.

    She hadn’t tried too hard yet to make it appear on command. The occasional flicker told her it was there, but she had always been more comfortable taking the unconventional approach. The patient approach. She’d figure it out when it was ready to be figured out. No doubt it drove Dagen bonkers, but someone needed to balance him out.

    She doesn’t say anything though. She’s very good at distraction anyway.

    Scraping her teeth affectionately along his neck, she leans into him with a sigh, returning his embrace almost automatically. She doesn’t quite know how to put her feelings into words. Hasn’t since they’d returned from the mountain. But somehow everything feels bigger and more lonely now. Dagen at least feels the same, safe and familiar. And mom and dad. But they were both gone so much. Mommy with whatever it was that Mommy does, and Daddy with his other families.

    It made her sad she couldn’t go with him sometimes. She’d even asked Mom if they could go with her. Soon, she’d promised before kissing her on the forehead. Which meant not today.

    She sighs again, pressing her cheek against Dagen for a minute before lifting her head to glance restlessly around them. “I’m bored,” she replies on a soft huff of breath before Dagen proves how well he knows her with his next question.

    With a grin, she pulls away from him, tossing her head as she spins around, eyes going to the water. “Yes!” She pauses, eyeing the waves before turning to glance at Dagen. “We should go somewhere. Right now.

    Mom and Dad weren’t here, busy with their whatever else’s. It was just them, together. Them and endless possibilities. Endless adventures that could help her forget her youthful troubles and impetuous boredom.


    Brazen


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    RE: Don't you ever tame your demons; Dagen - by Brazen - 02-04-2019, 11:38 AM



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