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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


    There Are Thorns
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    Pale eyes scanned the forest, nostrils flaring as the mare stepped forward. Her gaze fell upon her own hooves, nervous to move on. She was far away from what she was used to. The dark rocks of the coast, and the lapping blue of the ocean.  She scratched restlessly at the leaves below her, thinking jumbled thoughts.

    'why had she come to make friends when she stood here alone?'

    'why was she being so timid when she had once been so loud?'

    Haliaka snorted impatiently as her white tail swept over her pearl colored sides. 
    (short and rusty! Its been awhile 0-0)
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