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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]  Blood is Thicker Than Water //Magnus\\
    #4

    I wanna give you wild love, the kind that never slows down
    I wanna take you high up let our hearts be the only sound

    The quickness of her anger doesn’t rattle him but instead only serves to deepen his concern as he considers her further. “No, you don’t look okay,” his replies calmly, his voice even and each word measured. She apologizes and he takes a step forward, pressing his nose into her neck as he listens to her story. “I am sorry to hear that, Karat.” He realizes how little time he has spent with Kromium and his brood, how little he knows of their story. He had no idea that they had come from Ischia, let alone that they had any claim to the land. It had always been the home of Ashley when he had been around.

    As she expands, talking of what has overtaken it and the danger that lives there now.

    He lifts his head, looking to the border, to the sea, where the island lies now. He does not enjoy the idea of housing such things as their neighbors and although he nods at her warning, he tucks it away for further contemplation for later. If what lived there was truly as dangerous as she says, he would need to venture there eventually. He couldn't rest easily without seeing for himself what brewed beneath the surface.

    When she mentions his brother continuing to scout, a faint frown touches the corner of his mouth, wishing the stallion had talked to him before venturing forth but he dismisses the annoyance. Instead he just rolls his shoulder. “I look forward to hearing what he found,” he says simply, observing the mare before him. “I am sorry to hear what you have been through,” his voice drops as he looks up at her through his forelock. “I am glad to know that you made it home though.” As safe as he could hope.

    I wanna go where the lights burn low and you're only mine

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    Blood is Thicker Than Water //Magnus\\ - by Karat - 11-18-2018, 07:36 PM
    RE: Blood is Thicker Than Water //Magnus\\ - by magnus - 11-24-2018, 02:35 AM



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