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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


    Half of my heart [Diplomatic Mission]
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    He had found his way here, against all odds. A short barking call every few feet had helped with that immensely, as he'd skirted the shoreline and crossed the river lands. Blind as ever, he'd managed to avoid disaster by minding the echoes he created. The journey had surely been good practice in this new skill he'd discovered soon after his rather unusual drowning experience. 

    He was here on business, looking to explore the alliance that had been declared between Loess and his island home. His queen had commanded that he be her ambassador. As such, he was trusted to represent Ischia in her stead. It was with pride that he took up this task. 

    The grey and pale man had not traveled so far since his nomadic childhood, and a piece of him was worried that once he left the safe bounds of the island, he'd never return. He was glad he had won that particular internal battle, however. 

    The petals of his ears rotated constantly, taking in the ambient noises, constantly vigilant threats to his being. Thus he had arrived unscathed. Now he stood in the middle of what he judged to be a sort of common ground, if the many varied horse scents were anything to go by. As good of a place as any to wait to be discovered.


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    Half of my heart [Diplomatic Mission] - by Hod - 03-03-2018, 09:28 PM



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