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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


    dreams unwind; lover is a state of mind. | siberian, nymphetamine only
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    With a relieved smile, the stallion goes nearly limp-kneed with relief when he realizes that his fears were groundless; Misra did indeed like the tree and seemed to find it as mesmerizing as he did. He shivers instinctively when her wing brushes against his side as she passes him to look closer at the blazing tree. Her touch was unlike anything he'd felt from another horse; far more gentle and somehow alluring, though the Budyonny has no idea how the pegasus was able to inspire such feelings in him with a simple grazing stroke of a feather tip. He watches her quietly as she turns away from the Chamber's most noted landmark and back towards him, ears flickering as she questions him about the how and why of the tree. She moves in close to him, her voice dropping in volume as she steps further into his bubble. Honestly, though, Siberian finds himself not minding this violation of his space at all, staying right where he is instead of backing away as Misra advances.

    The bear-shifter lifts both shoulders in his best attempt at an equine shrug before trying to answer the mare, for he has little idea of how the magic worked. "I'm glad that you like it, but I'm really not all that sure of how it came to be, Misra....I'm sorry. The tree was here doing its thing long before I was brought to the Chamber as a foal. We used to have a priestess here who looked after the tree and was knowledgeable about it, but she departed when Straia stepped down from the throne. " Looked after was a bit of an understatement....the brief time he had known Shaytan had shown her to be literally obsessed with the kingdom's tree, even to the point where she had refused to abandon its immediate location during the war when the surrounding area was becoming engulfed in very uncontrolled and dangerous flames. "Does the Valley have some sort of landmark setting it apart as well? " He continues to gaze across the short distance between them, wishing that he dared place his muzzle to her shoulder or cheek, then wondering where that thought had come from.

    Siberian

    The sexy grizzly boy of Beqanna

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    RE: dreams unwind; lover is a state of mind. | siberian, nymphetamine only - by Siberian - 05-07-2016, 07:25 PM



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