my blood is a flood of rubies; any

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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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my blood is a flood of rubies; any

Sunshadow

The Nomad

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12-14-2016, 01:00 PM (This post was last modified: 12-16-2016, 09:37 AM by Sunshadow.)

Sun Shadow saw the mare emerge from the tree's. A playful glint in her eye as she danced like Spanish horse. He arched his golden neck and pawed the ground, it had been a while since he had last sparred and this seemed like it would be fun. He have a half rear and screamed into the night wind. He danced, his neck folded and muscles bunched as he walked closer to the grulla mare

Sun Shadow

...I walk alone...

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