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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


    [open]  We're slow dancing in a burning room; Any
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    alvorr
    Alvorr stares at the stallion with a rather blank expression, his face painted with black spots, his eyes staring as his face began to smile.
    The younger male had quite an interesting name, one that peaked the curiosity of Alvorr, a name that he had never heard of.

    "My name is Alvorr" he says, the words rolling off of his tongue, his name spoken of in a proud sense, even if there was nothing to be proud of.
    The stallion quickly diverges his attention from his name though, pulling the centre of his brain together to focus on the conversation "Where have you come from?" he seemed slightly weary, or maybe that's just how Alvorr percieved most beings.

    If he had travelled, Alvorr wondered where from, especially since the male was younger.
    Alvorr hadn't done much exploring or travelling himself, he was used to sticking alone once his family left, so in a sense, even speaking to others was like exploration to him.
    " darling. we're slow dancing in a burning room. "
    My writing is doing a weird thing today so apologies lol
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    RE: We're slow dancing in a burning room; Any - by Alvorr - 01-22-2019, 07:47 PM



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