Cletus take the reel

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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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Cletus take the reel

Johnathen

Nomad

10-30-2015, 02:38 PM

I basked in the warmth she put off. It was warm and comforting. She asked if I got used to eating from the ground. "Yes, my mother weaned me early. Where we were, there was a famine. So she gave up her share of grass for me. She also died nursing me on her side 'cuz she was to weak to stand." I feel bad for dumping this on her, but I can't control it. Her death was only, what, three days ago?

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