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    COTY

    Assailant -- Year 226

    QOTY

    "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


    while my heart collapses like old clay;
    #4
    She asked a question as he walked, he came closer and answered it "you can give, and you have given, just think about" the stallion spoke softly with a warm and freindly look, he looked into her eyes and studied them for a while befor finally looking away to watch the birds nesting, the stallion looked back at her admiring her wings, she still looked to be troubled and then the stallion lay his head slowly on her back, trying to reassure her, the stallion hoped she would back away.
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    RE: while my heart collapses like old clay; - by Aziz - 06-03-2015, 10:31 AM



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