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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


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    [private]  you're walking alone - oh, how to get through?
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    For the first time in a long time, Nemeon lets himself daydream about having a family. He knows that this is what autumn means across Beqanna, knows that this is when the foals that will arrive in spring are made. It has always been far too dangerous of a thing for him to contemplate - but maybe not anymore. Maybe not once his quest is completed and, hopefully, he returns to the mountain successful.

    As with all things that would make him happy, Nemeon tries his best not to dwell on it. As though thinking too much about something he wants will mean it is less likely to happen. If he wants it too much, fate might twist it out of his grasp.

    And it is not even just having a family, it is all the small ways he could be close to someone - he could receive comfort from a new friend and not cause them pain, he could quietly graze near someone without having to move constantly to avoid rotting the plants he touches. He could learn to not be so very Aware of every inch that he takes up so that he can make sure he never comes close to touching someone else.

    He lets these pleasant maybe-futures swell into his brain as the sun rises, allows them to distract him from that still-present fear when his skin begins to harden into stone.

    It would be nice to think he gets a day full of these warm dreams as his stone-self stands there on the edge of the forest and ruins - instead of the reality. He is just stone.

    He is empty and motionless as the sun passes across the sky and, as it does every day despite his occasional doubts, eventually dips towards the horizon. He doesn't feel the faint drizzle that occurs in the afternoon before the clouds break up and leave wisps that turn brilliant reds and oranges during the sunset.

    Until when that last golden sliver disappears, and he transforms from stone to flesh - and inhales his first deep breath of cool evening air.


    NEMEON


    @leuce
    Nemeon is radioactive
    Those that touch him may experience metallic taste, nosebleed, nausea, headache, hair loss and/or skin lesions.
    Symptoms become worse with prolonged exposure and onset is accelerated when exposed to his blood.
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    you're walking alone - oh, how to get through? - by Nemeon - 04-25-2023, 11:35 PM



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