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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


    Off we go....
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    The mare continued to stretch her legs cantering around this field that was so new to her. She slid to a halt and turned her head as she heard anothers voice. Off in the distance she saw a roan horse. The horse seemed older in age and was approaching her. She flicked her tail whipping it back and forth as she awaited the presence of the new horse. As he got closer she could make out he was a stallion, and in fact an older one. "Hello, and who are you?"  the mare said questioning. She was a hyper mare and pranced around to his opposite side awaiting an answer. She could tell he did not mean harm, nor courtship, what was it this stallion came out of hiding for. She titled her head slightly to the right thinking to herself and looked intently at him.
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    Off we go.... - by Zaravich - 03-12-2016, 06:47 PM
    RE: Off we go.... - by Weir - 03-13-2016, 01:40 PM
    RE: Off we go.... - by Zaravich - 03-13-2016, 01:47 PM
    RE: Off we go.... - by Weir - 03-13-2016, 02:14 PM
    RE: Off we go.... - by Zaravich - 03-13-2016, 02:22 PM
    RE: Off we go.... - by Weir - 03-13-2016, 02:35 PM
    RE: Off we go.... - by Zaravich - 03-13-2016, 02:47 PM
    RE: Off we go.... - by Weir - 03-14-2016, 07:22 AM
    RE: Off we go.... - by Zaravich - 03-14-2016, 10:19 AM
    RE: Off we go.... - by Weir - 03-14-2016, 11:14 AM



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