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    COTY

    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


    o dark dark dark. they all go into the dark; any
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    Her breathing barely exceeded a whisper. Ebon vixen looked up from her drinking spot to behold this intriguing sight. He was like nothing she had seen before so she stands dead still. The scent coming from him wasn't familiar to her; was he from this world?
    What was he waiting for? Or more to the point, who?
    She noticed him twitching and he seemed on edge for some strange reason, like he had somewhere to be- something to do. Yet something was missing. What was missing?
    She watched him quietly, concluding that her scent had been picked up. Yet she stood still, no fear to be found in her, just curiosity. So White Noise stayed at her good distance, watching with interest..
    There is no fear in love... Because fear restrains us..
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    RE: o dark dark dark. they all go into the dark; any - by WhiteNoise - 05-26-2015, 03:42 PM



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