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    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


    and some by virtue fall; any
    #15

    And echoed in the wells, of Silence


    It had all happened so suddenly. Well, it hadn't really but it felt like it had. Truly, her hearing had slowly left her over the last few years, parting with her more and more each day. A loss of something so significant was bound to be overwhelming. She wanted to scream as she realized it was gone, that she could not hear a soul. She kept her mouth shut though, there were too many strangers around.

    Her brother has no trouble finding this world, slipping from their Dam in a case of wetness. She had witnessed each birth now, it was sort of tradition, and she was glad to find he was black. She had once been black, most of her siblings were in some way, maybe that was tradition too. Where she had been so plain, he was adorned with streaks of white, it was sort of nice.

    More are to come, a woman, golden and beautiful. If Tioga could hear she would know her voice, her words, were as exotic as her beauty. She can't hear though, can't hear a thing, not her mom, not this woman. It's frustrating because the desert woman plants a kiss to her brothers forehead resulting in streaks of gold flowing through his hair. They chat for a moment, mother looking sullen, but when does she not? It is only when her mom's chocolate eyes find her new sibling that she places the look to the source. Something was wrong? He looked okay to her, everything was there. Four legs, two eyes, a nose, yes everything. Now what was that she called him? R? Ru-? Something.

    She needs an outlet, something to take her frustration out on, luckily she finds it.

    Though she can not hear a damn word, she has been practicing lip reading. She wasn't an expert at it, not the best by all means, but she could make out that word. 'Her' accompanied by a pointed look at her Mother. Blood boiling at this point, he adds a shove making his way to the water, that was the kettle whistle. She turns and throws a kick at his belly, hoping to relieve him of the copious amounts of liquid he was consuming.

    Tioga

    Khaos x Wichita
    [Image: Tioga.png]


    Messages In This Thread
    and some by virtue fall; any - by Kushiel - 09-23-2015, 10:52 PM
    RE: and some by virtue fall; any - by Shahrizai - 09-24-2015, 11:55 AM
    RE: and some by virtue fall; any - by Kushiel - 09-25-2015, 09:14 PM
    RE: and some by virtue fall; any - by Shahrizai - 09-28-2015, 09:40 PM
    RE: and some by virtue fall; any - by Kushiel - 10-02-2015, 02:46 AM
    RE: and some by virtue fall; any - by Wichita - 10-05-2015, 07:51 AM
    RE: and some by virtue fall; any - by Tioga - 10-06-2015, 09:45 PM
    and some by virtue fall; any - by Rucker - 10-07-2015, 08:33 PM
    RE: and some by virtue fall; any - by Yael - 10-09-2015, 10:17 AM
    RE: and some by virtue fall; any - by Kushiel - 10-09-2015, 01:50 PM
    RE: and some by virtue fall; any - by Shahrizai - 10-09-2015, 02:10 PM
    RE: and some by virtue fall; any - by Wichita - 10-09-2015, 06:38 PM
    RE: and some by virtue fall; any - by Rucker - 10-10-2015, 08:05 PM
    RE: and some by virtue fall; any - by Kushiel - 10-11-2015, 03:04 PM
    RE: and some by virtue fall; any - by Tioga - 10-11-2015, 04:55 PM
    RE: and some by virtue fall; any - by Yael - 10-18-2015, 10:43 AM



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