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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


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    now you're staring at a queen.
    If horses were seasons, she too would be winter: beautiful, cold, detached. Her mother would have been summer -- fiery, overbearing -- and her father spring.

    Despite her twelve years alive in Beqanna, she still had not grown accustomed to its winters. Ea had also been born and raised in a jungle, air permanently warm and sticky, and she’d had quite a culture shock when she moved on to the Dale, with its true four seasons.
    A shiver runs through her despite her thick winter coat.
    Even though Beqanna had now destroyed its former kingdoms, its oldest lands  -- the field, the meadow -- remained untouched. It had been a long time since she’d made her way to the field -- probably not since she had followed her mother here, once as a young child, to learn about recruiting. It was unlike her to seek out others for conversation; perhaps not the best trait in a queen.

    “Hello,” she says, coming across a young plain boy, shivering and looking for something to eat. “I’m Ea,” she pauses, waiting for him to introduce himself. “My home is a little warmer than it is here, though it’s a bit of a swim. Is that what you’re here for, to find a home?”
    She looks at him, quietly, questioningly.
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    down for getting dark - by Isak - 09-08-2016, 09:43 PM
    RE: down for getting dark - by Ea - 09-09-2016, 02:22 PM
    RE: down for getting dark - by Isak - 09-09-2016, 08:37 PM



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