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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


    Say it ain't so
    #7
    Azariel nodded, moving so he could follow behind her. The idea of having siblings sounded fun. Surely less boring than having to entertain himself. He silently wondered if they would be his age, or maybe younger. His mind was racing between possibilities.
    His mood had brightened even more when the mare had assured him he wouldn't be a bother, and he was happy for that. He was wanted, and with that, he thought, came cared for. He was soon to have a home and maybe a family. His day went from the worst, most dreadfully awful day of his young life, to something much more bright.





    [ooc: Alrighty. Sorry for the shortness here. Ill make a post in the Gates in a bit  Smile ]
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    Say it ain't so - by Azariel - 11-20-2015, 09:32 PM
    RE: Say it ain't so - by Wichita - 11-20-2015, 10:20 PM
    RE: Say it ain't so - by Azariel - 11-20-2015, 10:38 PM
    RE: Say it ain't so - by Wichita - 11-21-2015, 10:00 AM
    RE: Say it ain't so - by Azariel - 11-21-2015, 11:08 AM
    RE: Say it ain't so - by Wichita - 11-21-2015, 11:52 AM
    RE: Say it ain't so - by Azariel - 11-21-2015, 01:13 PM



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