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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


    [private]  Not All That Glitters is Gold [Jack]
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    AuroraElis

    Dreams come to her tonight in waves.  They wash over her like the waters upon the shores of the Beach.  They erode at her thoughts, her happiness and her fears.  Bringing to the surface her past, present and future.  All the while drowning her in the possibilities.

    It is a sensation that brings her back tonight.  A warmth, like that of a fire just stoked to life.  She finds herself smiling until she hears an alarm sound.  It jolts her awake, eyes blinking rapidly to clear her vision.  Stumbling thoughts of danger press into her mind as reality returns.  Jack!  Wolves!  Those are her immediate thoughts as she can make out the outline of the creature that had stood watch over them.  "What's happening?" She asks in her confusion.  A bright glow is illuminating the night off in the distance towards where Jacks body lies. "Jack!"  She calls out just before she wills herself to stand.  What's wrong momma?  She hears one of the twins ask, she hadn't caught exactly which one.

    As she steadies on her feet, she pushes past the stallion standing in front of them.  He yells at her with caution, but she disregards it.  Her pace is quick as the glow and smoke has already dissipated.  She too feels a shift and her magic reaches out to Jack's seemingly lifeless body.  She feels a warmth there where coldness had been before.  Her eyes widen in shock.  "Jack!  Jack! Wake up!  H-He's alive!" She can feel his breathing, strong and steady.  Her nose presses into him, an eagerness behind it.  Tears again well in her eyes, but they are not tears of sadness, not this time.  "Jack!  Get up please," she whispers into his flesh...

    Not all that glitters is gold



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    RE: Not All That Glitters is Gold [Jack] - by AuroraElis - 03-22-2024, 07:56 AM



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