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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]  no court to call home; Sidhra and any
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    i never knew daylight could be so violent.

    This wasn’t the first strange land the little fae found herself faced with.  

    She seemed doomed to never again walk the mountains of her homeland, but the little fae knew better than to think in absolutes.  There was no point for an immortal.  So while the last decade of the fae’s life had been fraught with changes, she knew better than to assume she knows what is to come. 

    Her magic had been twisted, bastardized, washed away and resurrected to the point she hardly recognized it. Even now, she could feel it changing - struggling to adapt to this new place. She let out a small huff at the sensation.  It was uncomfortable without being painful, just enough sensation to alert the fae that something here was different. The fae sisters had quite literally fallen into this nomadic lifestyle that lead them from world to world. It seemed to suit her sister just fine, but Sidhra often found herself longing for the quiet of the night among the mountains of her homeland.  However, she was not going to risk their father’s wrath and abandon Anuya to the unknown. When they returned, it would be together.   

    Sidhra was relieved, at least, that this place seemed less overtly dangerous than the Rift had been. Again, she knew better than to assume, but the Rift had done little to hide its dangers.  The night was calm, and Anuya’s voice carried clearly in the quiet. Sidhra turned to look at her mischievous sister who was already at home enough to joke.  A tiny smile flickered across the blue mare’s face at the comment. A running joke between the two - of how boring and utterly ordinary the world could be. 

    The little mare tried to answer Anuya, but was perturbed when nothing happened. She tried again and again but the thoughts stuck firmly in her own mind. The realization settled quickly, and was almost startling as the strange landscape around them.  Her telepathy had gone, robbing her of her preferred method of speech.  It had been over half a century since the last time she had used her voice.  She wasn’t even sure if she could speak any more. One thing was certain - telepathy was no longer a viable option for communication.  She sighed, frustrated, and turned to see what trouble Anuya had inevitably discovered. 

    sidhra


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    no court to call home; Sidhra and any - by Anuya - 06-16-2019, 09:43 PM
    RE: no court to call home; Sidhra and any - by Sidhra - 07-11-2019, 09:48 PM



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