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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


    from crib to coffin - open
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    Her eyes slowly opened, the sun shone brightly down upon her. She felt tired, she didn't want to wake but her stomach churned and growled at her. She slowly rose upwards, her wings slowly outstretching many feet beyond her body. She glanced to her left, then to her right, she wasn't alone but wasn't sure if she was willing to engage into conversation with another being.

    She began a slow and almost lifeless trot towards the large green field, her stomach was still growling at her. She needed to eat, she had very little energy. As she reached the outskirts of the field she slowed down to a walk and dropped her head to begin feeding on the sweet green blades below her hooves. 
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    from crib to coffin - open - by Lunabelle - 01-02-2019, 09:53 PM
    RE: from crib to coffin - open - by magnus - 01-02-2019, 11:14 PM
    RE: from crib to coffin - open - by Lunabelle - 01-03-2019, 01:35 AM
    RE: from crib to coffin - open - by magnus - 01-05-2019, 12:11 AM
    RE: from crib to coffin - open - by Noah - 01-06-2019, 11:37 PM
    RE: from crib to coffin - open - by Lunabelle - 01-14-2019, 10:59 AM
    RE: from crib to coffin - open - by magnus - 01-16-2019, 01:37 AM
    RE: from crib to coffin - open - by Noah - 01-18-2019, 09:11 PM



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