I'm Not The One (Open)

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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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I'm Not The One (Open)

Golgotha

Nomad

05-07-2016, 06:59 PM

The small mare smiled as the black colored mare approached her. She said "It is a pleasure meeting you Zaravich. My name is Golgotha, I actually just came here to meet others. I live in the forest at this moment." She figured that the mare standing before her would offer her a home. Maybe she was ready to join a herd and be a part of something. She took in the appearance of the other mare. The black mare was short but not as short as the little Falabella mare.

Golgotha

the cross i bare that you gave to me

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