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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


    [private]  Welcome to My Nightmare
    #5
    Flying
    is learning how to throw yourself at the ground
    and miss
    The grullo boy hadn't been thinking about why he didn't have the same colors of the stallion whom he had thought was his sire. He wasn't sure if he should be shocked or start asking questions. His smile was sad when he said "What happened?"  He wasn't sure if he was ready to learn about what happened between his mother and his sire.
    Llowell



    @[Ilma] sorry for the wait


    Messages In This Thread
    Welcome to My Nightmare - by Llowell - 07-08-2018, 06:42 PM
    RE: Welcome to My Nightmare - by Ilma - 07-09-2018, 05:16 AM
    RE: Welcome to My Nightmare - by Llowell - 07-22-2018, 11:11 AM
    RE: Welcome to My Nightmare - by Ilma - 07-23-2018, 02:28 PM
    RE: Welcome to My Nightmare - by Llowell - 08-05-2018, 02:21 PM
    RE: Welcome to My Nightmare - by Ilma - 08-06-2018, 10:33 AM



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