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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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    The meadow was coming alive with new life... New beginnings.  From the thriving greenery to the newly born foals frolicking about.  Even the breeze had a new smell to it as it whirled about her... Them.  Standing solid now as the black one neared.  His curiosity of her fairy given gift that she herself was quite curious of as well.  Plumage laid tight across her delicate frame like a fair ladies gown.  Leaving much to the gentleman's imagination.  A fleeting stroke of them sent a rush of color to her features.  A blush seen even under her dark hued coat.  She had never been touched by another.  Looking to the feathers he had ruffled she noticed a red dye upon them.  Extending her muzzle to them she licked at the feathers like a bird pruning.  She noticed the crimson liquid dripping down his profile.  Extending her muzzle to his she gently cleaned away the crimson trail...

    His attention reverted as the gold and white stallion came barreling towards them.  She side stepped as she was snaked away a safer distance.  Lobes flattened upon her crown as she watched the dueling.  What was this guy's issue? Thinking there had to be reason behind his actions but unkowning to what they were.  Words were exchanged as a challenge and answered by more blows.  Silently watching in hurt as she noticed his wounds seep more and more.  As they neared she backed away but not quick enough.  Getting bumped further to the side.  Collecting herself once more she shook it off...

    Actions halted then as the black one stood beside her.  His large profile seemingly tucked into her neck.  His orbs shut tight blocking everything out.  Her deep blue orbs searched for some meaning to all this but all she saw was hurt and defeat... Not to another but to life itself.  Her heart hurt for him.  Wanting to take away his pain and anguish.  She glanced over to the other as his attention turned and harshly commanded him to leave.  Her orbs pleaded for the other to reconsider his actions.  Half wanting to speak up but remained still... Watching... Waiting...

    AuroraElis

    Not all that Glitters is Gold

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