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    COTY

    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


    we are one of a kind, irreplaceable; any
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    Knaught, a young, dark and handsome stallion, as some might say, hears Kensa's hoofbeats in the cave. He immediately jumps, not expecting anyone to search the cave that he has been enclosed in. He eerily walks over to the side of the cave when he sees this gorgeous mare in front of him. He is awestruck by her beauty, yet he can only make out her white blaze that shines from the shadows. "Hello?" Knaught tentatively says as he lowers his head to get a better sight as to who is in the cave with him and if they are a potential threat. "I'm Knaught," he says, as he is unable to be seen in the shadows from his dark coat.

    He walks towards the entrance of the cave, slowly becoming blinded by the sunlight.


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    RE: we are one of a kind, irreplaceable; any - by Knaught - 10-03-2018, 11:24 PM



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