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    COTY

    Assailant -- Year 226

    QOTY

    "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


    --the stars in her eyes; any
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    Ygritte realizes some time has passed since she had checked back at the Falls. The bay woman had been off at the field to recruit new horses to the sparse land. Their population had dwindled but the animals that lived among the waterfalls did not suffer in any way. The strong always weeded themselves out and with Texas as king, Ygritte does not worry. He is an old, old man with a grim expression but his eyes remain young and vibrant.

    Salmon tinted limbs pull her among the grasses and passed the flowering trees to the heart of her home. Spring was a lovely time of years but it was particularly breathtaking in the Falls as the flora bloomed and the excited conversations of birds made the canopy sound like an orchestra. A small smile touches the pink lips as she nears the shore of the healing waters. Pale nails hesitate on the pebble bead before Ygritte slips into the waters to soothe the tired and bunch muscles of her body from her journey. The cool liquid slides over her body, darkening the copper to a deep mahogany. She can't the sign of contentment she felt as the water did it's magic and brought her a great amount. of relaxation.

    ygritte
    texas&nativity


    ((ick, it's short but ygritte needed to show some face lol))

    ((also, kahzie, wasn't sure if texas knew that she is his daughter. we can play it out however. up to you :) ))




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