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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


    then you're left in the dust, bru pony
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    The idea that there are horses out there that are the polar opposite of her – water, where she is all fire – has never even crossed dear Ember’s mind, even though she has seen a few oddities in her few years here in Beqanna. Lions and wendigos and wings and scales (dragons seem to be quite popular, she’s noticed) and even once, a horse that glowed so brightly she could’ve sworn they were an angel. Maybe they are, who is she to know? But aside from those few, she hasn’t met many others, and her imagination for these sorts of things is limited.

    She doesn’t realize that she is being watched as she struggles back to shore and falls to her knees to hide from the water, and so she is quite embarrassed when she hears the voice from beyond a bend. Pulling her wings back from her face, her red eyes fall on the water-horse as she approaches, and Ember scrambles to her cloven hooves, the flames decorating her spine flickering nervously. “I’m so sorry you had to see that,” she says sheepishly, dipping her head in greeting to the other woman.

    “I’ve never been, uh, very good at swimming,” she lies quickly, not wanting to tell the finned mare her true reasons for wading into the freezing waters. “I lived for a time along a pretty beach, but I never really got the hang of it, I guess.” With a giggle she finally looks up, meeting the stranger’s pretty violet eyes with red. She smiles carefully, knowing that this woman is certainly more suited for water than her and is probably looking right through her lies. Can’t swim? she thinks to herself, tail flicking nervously over her haunches. Couldn’t think of anything better than ‘I can’t swim’? You moron.

    Tossing her mane as nonchalantly as possible, she glances back towards the river before meeting the stranger’s eyes again. “I’m Ember, by the way,” she says. “If you couldn’t tell by the name, I’m not as suited for rivers and oceans as some.”

    @[Aquaria] this only took 1000 years i'm so sorry <3
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    then you're left in the dust, bru pony - by Ember - 09-09-2019, 11:14 PM
    RE: then you're left in the dust, bru pony - by Ember - 11-14-2019, 12:51 AM



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