I don't need the stars in the night, AW

COTY

QOTY

"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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I don't need the stars in the night, AW

Archam

Nomad

03-19-2016, 01:28 PM

all of us have a hero and a villain in us

The giant stag was in the meadow from the previous night. He has been traveling for a land to call his own as his past home was destroyed from a war he could not contain. Archam was a dashing bay roan and was a delight to view. As the morning sun was up he stayed under a rather shaded area to keep cool and watch for any visitors of this meadow.

As he had hoped a chestnut mare appeared shortly after. The mare looked alone and as if she was new to these lands. He gave a small smirk as he began to trot out to the mare. As he reached her he stood with his head held high and gave a nicker. "Good Morning, my name is Archam and you are?" the stag asked with joy in his throat. He was curious to how far the mare had traveled. "are you new to these lands?" he asked, his eyes intent on her.

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