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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


    do you recall, not long ago;; any (kingdoms!)
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    Its spring finally, the time of year when you found new little legs tromping around. The snows dissipating and the flowers perking up between sweet green shoots. It was the time of year that he needed to stretch out his wings. He wanted to take a run, bask in the sun, and warm his body with a good run.

    Its crisp this morning, dew gathering on the new shoots. Young green patches in the forest started peeking through the white blanket that had so recently had covered the world. It was time to make a trip to the feild, convenient excuse to fly off, and leave the confining borders of his home. when he spots the clearing that is muling with the specks below he starts to circle his way down. Wings stretch and bend every once in a while flapping to keep his momentum. Finally a loner is the only one in his way, so he turns slightly so that he doesn't run dirrectly into him.

    The cobalt mane and tail streaming behind him. Black feathers flipping with the wind, a couple more flaps and he is able to hover over the ground. The impact is soft, and its only a few steps to gain control with his legs rather then his wings. Trotting forward he reaches the other horse in a few steps wings stretched out in a V shape from his whithers. Normally it would be a easy thing to stretch his legs and simply touch the ground no need to attempt to land, but this time, well he didn't want to appear to strange. He prefered to keep that part of him a secret.

    With a shake of his mane the forlock falls in his face, Hello, I'm Phaedrus. He pauses for a breif moment then almost as a after thought the husky voice retains the flippant behavior. Of the Dale Yea never more then three words at a time with him. Standing sturdy and bold in front of the other, he faces the creature fully, after all he never had a reason to attempt to hide anything physically. And the best defense was always the best offense. So with a slight twist of his lips, he attempts to look friendly. Even if it wasn't his nature, was worth a try.

    Phaedrus
    DEATH GIVES US SLEEP, ETERNAL YOUTH, AND IMMORTALITY
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    RE: do you recall, not long ago;; any (kingdoms!) - by Phaedrus - 12-04-2015, 09:24 PM



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