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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


    Rubble, any?;
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    Rubble looked around the lake, her gaze flitting to the mountains farther away. Her ears tilted and swayed, taking in all the sounds around her. When she noticed the lilac and white winged stallion walking towards her, she glanced at Tangerine, before taking a step to meet him slightly quicker. When she reached him, She looked at the stallion standing before her. She glanced over his wings, before returning her gaze to his face. She smiled at him, listening to him as he spoke. When she answered him, her voice was enthusiastic, melodic and slightly accented. "I just arrived here from The Field." She said, shaking a wisp of her black mane away from her face. "I'm Rubble." She said, her voice hinting with pride at the name. Her dark eyes twinkled in exitement of meeting another horse.


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    Rubble, any?; - by Kharon - 08-25-2017, 10:24 AM
    RE: Rubble, any?; - by Rubble - 08-28-2017, 07:13 AM
    RE: Rubble, any?; - by Tangerine - 09-01-2017, 03:32 PM
    RE: Rubble, any?; - by Rubble - 09-13-2017, 04:11 PM



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