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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


    paint it black; any
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    Love is friendship set on fire ...
    She had continued to look for him, time after time after time. How could she not? It might have looked like a simple girl crush, but a first love was always special. Igni had not yet been able to forget about him, even though she had found a substitute in someone very much alike. It wasn’t him though. Igni had come to the meadow a lot, both to try to recruit, but subconsciously also looking for him. Honestly, he had been more on her mind than her own parents, as she knew that her father would surely make sure that her mother was alright.

    So it is probably not that surprising that she finds him in the meadow today. After all, that was where most of those who came down the mountain went. Also, she had been actively looking for him, each time hoping to look up at his familiar tall figure. To Igni he still somewhat resembled Offspring, which she also hadn’t seen in a long while. In fact, she hadn’t met anyone from ‘home’ after the Change, which had led her to join the god. He had given them a home again, and it was up to them to make it a place worth living. And she would be able to accomplish that by starting to recruit, right?

    ”Lior!” she calls out, probably way too excited. Her legs carry her to him as fast as they can, but also causes her to trip over her own legs in the process. Her eyes are wide, both due to the excitement, but also unbelieving of what she sees. ”Lior.. It is really you..” This time Igni’s voice is much softer and slowly her gaze travels down towards the ground too, suddenly too shy to meet his gaze for much longer. The butterflies in her stomach flutter once again, like no time had passed at all.
    ... and fire is the burning passion within.
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    Messages In This Thread
    paint it black; any - by Lior - 09-26-2016, 09:14 PM
    RE: paint it black; any - by Igni - 09-27-2016, 08:58 AM
    RE: paint it black; any - by Gunsynd - 09-27-2016, 09:17 AM
    RE: paint it black; any - by Lior - 09-27-2016, 06:55 PM
    RE: paint it black; any - by Gunsynd - 10-02-2016, 10:34 AM
    RE: paint it black; any - by Igni - 10-05-2016, 04:08 AM
    RE: paint it black; any - by Lior - 10-09-2016, 07:38 PM
    RE: paint it black; any - by Gunsynd - 10-10-2016, 10:56 AM
    RE: paint it black; any - by Igni - 10-11-2016, 08:35 AM
    RE: paint it black; any - by Lior - 10-14-2016, 05:34 PM
    RE: paint it black; any - by Igni - 10-22-2016, 10:14 PM
    RE: paint it black; any - by Lior - 10-25-2016, 06:40 PM
    RE: paint it black; any - by Igni - 10-29-2016, 05:53 AM



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