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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


    threatening the life it belongs to; sahm
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    The Gates was lucky to have him? Sahm surely didn’t feel that way. He failed the Gates over the last few years. He hid himself amongst the trees, and had practically grown bark. He was stagnant, worthless, and uninspired. The death of his parents simply shattered him. Slowly he put himself back together, but as he stood before Magnus he felt like he had missed a few pieces. Sahm allowed a wad of spit to form in his mouth before he swallowed it with a silent gulp. It wasn’t time for him to feel hollow. Magnus continued to speak, and luckily he agreed with Sahm’s statements. The Gates had not met its potential. It had grown empty. Sahm nodded his head along with each word. He was in agreement.

    It was true that Magnus had experience in ruling. Sahm had never expected him to be a perfect king- surely no king or queen had ever been. The story that the stallion was roughly giving to Sahm did seem to be one of pain and love, but the fact that he was willing to give it and recognize his wrongs simply endorsed respect. Magnus’s experience had given him insight, and that was something of definite value.

    Sahm noticed the change in Magnus’s stance and the subtle changes in his voice. Sahm’s face softened, and he settled back with ears raised. It was clear that Magnus loved the Gates just as much as Jason had- and for similar reasons. Instantly Sahm felt a tinge of grief. Magnus was painfully like his father. For a moment Sahm felt comforted by the idea, and then in the next moment he simply wanted to rest his body against the strength of the stallion. Sahm had been alone for too long- he had told himself that it was okay, but it was becoming painfully obvious that he needed company.

    ”What should we do? Sahm said bemused. ”I have no interest in power…but I can’t say that the title of king doesn’t mean anything when it comes to recruitment and alliances. The Gates does need a leader in title.” He blew heavily out of his nose while in thought. ”You remind me of my father. He too fell in love here. He too left and returned…his heart is in this land like yours. You would make a good king, and I do realize that my magic will be helpful in keeping this place guarded- and in maybe making it a sanctuary.”
    sahm
    the inexperienced, quiet magician of the gates

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