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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


    Another Day, Another Hour (Bithing, Any, Nymphetamine)
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    Nymphetamine hadn't seen Minh in many months, he didn't purposefully avoid her, they just lived in different places and had their own lives. The time they had together all those months ago was cherished, just the same. As he made his way through the forest her scent was laced in the air. So he figured he would check in with her.

    When the blood bay found her, he was surprised to see a little filly next her her. There was a good chance it was his, but either way he was glad to see the mare well and happy. "What's her name, the little one?" He watched the little one, for a moment before he looked back at Minh, "How have you been?"

    Nymphetamine

    in my heart, that barless prison
    discolours all with tunnel vision



    sorry it is so short.
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    RE: Another Day, Another Hour (Bithing, Any, Nymphetamine) - by Nymphetamine - 06-09-2016, 11:13 PM



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