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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


    my words are unerring tools of destruction; Lepis/Valensia
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    Valensia
    She’s asleep and sleeping with her brothers helps keep the nightmares away. Sometimes she even forgets about those dreams completely with them around. Those are the best nights of sleep she gets. Tonight, happens to be one of those, and when Gansey starts nudging her she furrows her brow keeping her eyes shut. She’s about to tell him to go away, or poke him with her wing, no that would be to dangerous, and she’s not malicious. Oh yea! Then it hits her, today is the day. They’ve been secretly planning for a while now. It’s as if she’s been hit with electricity.

    She’s up as quickly as a stealthy way of getting up will allow. She nudges her brothers shoulder happy to have him with her on this adventure. From his excitement her’s builds, eyes light with eager anticipation. She resists speaking though, its hard not to. It’s hard to be quiet when something fun is just about to happen. They leave, the cover of darkness pleasant shades of blues with soft crystalline light pooling on their path so that the way is clear and easy to follow. She still follows her brother, trusting him more than she does herself, as this is the first time leaving home. When they arrive, he stops holding back his words and she grins goofily back at him. Practically hopping in her enjoyment of this adventure. Where do you think she is? Her words are quietly spoken, afraid that they will get caught.

    Should they fly overhead and see if they can’t find her that way? Or should they call to her? but then again, they don’t even know her name, well at least Val doesn’t and what would she say anyways? Majesty, we’ve come for an adventure? She fusses over his mane and tail thinking hard enough to not realize she is doing this. Until a sound distracts her, whirling her head around to a cluster of brush and trees. What’s that? She’s whispering now, wondering what… or who could be in those bushes. She timidly lowers her head, trying to catch a scent. Her wings spread, out from her sides, and her armor clustering on her body.

    “And there was you - your fair self,
    always delicately dressed,
    with white firm fingers sure of touch
    in delicate true work.
    I loved you then.”
    - Charlotte Gilman

    @[Lepis] @[Gansey]


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    RE: my words are unerring tools of destruction; Lepis/Valensia - by Valensia - 03-05-2018, 04:43 AM



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