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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


    Paint spattered teardrops on my shirt (Herds or Valley)
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    Tabithi flicked her ears and sighed a cloud of vapor made a small halo over her ears then disappearing. She watched Finnick as he spoke again to get his voice warming her body. "I don't think low expections have anything to do with it. I just really enjoy your company." She said offering the stallion a warm smile as her yellow eyes met his dark eyes with some sort of affection in their golden depths.

    "Finnick, You want to take me to your home?" She said her eyes wide and a small smile on her lips as her mane flowed in the wind like a pale and grey flag. Yeah, she was beautiful but she didn't think so. That is why she doesn't sound so proud like some of the other beautiful mares. She turned her head and looked over at the horizon as her thoughts turned slightly negative as they whispered that Finnick wouldn't love her because of her thoughts and how much she hates herself. Who would love someone like her?

    "I would love to go Finnick" she said her voice soft and sweet like the warm springs breeze.

    (Sorry it's crappy and stuff)
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    RE: Paint spattered teardrops on my shirt (Herds or Valley) - by Tabithi - 10-30-2015, 09:37 AM



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