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    Assailant -- Year 226

    QOTY

    "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


    Fly Away
    #5

    The past can hurt. But the way I see it,
    you can either run from it or learn from it.


    Symba looks over to the new mare, curiously. He eagerly jumps into the conversation, smiling excitedly. "I'm Symba! My mama is gone.. I laid all alone with my mama," he begins to explain before Rhynne cuts him off. He goes silent and then hides behind Rhynne. "Where is everyone?" Symba repeats peaking his small golden head being covered by Rhynne's tail.

    Symba begins to prance around the two of them before trying to lick the snow. He sticks his tongue out from the cold. He makes a funny face from the coldness of the snow on his tongue. He chuckles and goes back to prancing around the mares before he goes to Rhynne's teat and begins to suckle.
    .

    SYMBA



    @Rhynne, @Kensa


    Messages In This Thread
    Fly Away - by Rhynne - 11-05-2018, 08:14 PM
    RE: Fly Away - by Symba - 11-05-2018, 08:30 PM
    RE: Fly Away - by Kensa - 11-05-2018, 09:32 PM
    RE: Fly Away - by Rhynne - 11-05-2018, 10:18 PM
    RE: Fly Away - by Symba - 11-06-2018, 10:13 PM
    RE: Fly Away - by Kensa - 11-06-2018, 10:44 PM
    RE: Fly Away - by Rhynne - 11-07-2018, 04:32 PM
    RE: Fly Away - by Symba - 12-04-2018, 10:48 PM
    RE: Fly Away - by Kensa - 12-08-2018, 03:33 PM



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