Beqanna
Assailant -- Year 226
"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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[open] Where I'm from, the rivers run red (Myrna)
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02-20-2025, 12:32 PM
Myrna nods as they watch the trio of foals, glancing back toward Cascadia when the other speaks again, sharing more of what she had been through before arriving here. Though Myrna has no ability to see the future, she is certain that time and peace will help the mother and daughter heal. She smiles contentedly.
Ooc: haha i agree! here’s a little post to wrap it up 
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