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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


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    a strange sort of bewitched - herd
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    Sirana couldn't believe her luck; Njenyi was actually telling her to leave, to go find her family. The mare was elated that she was being given a chance, and knew she had to get a move on before the stallion changed his mind.

    When he gave instructions for Zaravich to go with the amber champagne mare, Sirana motioned with her head for the mare to follow her. As she did so, she leaned in to whisper to Zaravich, keeping her voice quiet enough so that Njenyi wouldn't hear her.

    "Come on, we'll go see if we can find my family and Phaedrus, so you can be sure that he's all right. We'd better hurry before Njenyi decides to come with us," she joked, trotting forward a couple of paces to continue searching the mountain top in hopes that her dam, sire, and siblings were here.
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    a strange sort of bewitched - herd - by Njenyi - 09-02-2016, 12:18 PM
    RE: a strange sort of bewitched - herd - by Sirana - 09-03-2016, 01:39 AM



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