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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

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.:New home, new friends:.

Eld

Ambassador of The Falls

08-07-2015, 01:45 AM (This post was last modified: 08-07-2015, 01:53 AM by Eld.)

I'd love to! Akos was overjoyed, the fact that someone wanted to play with him. I shook my head, ribbons if red mane flopping over tired eyes. I gently nudged the colt's shoulder. I think Akos has had his fair share of play. Go on now son, settle in the brush, I'll be there soon, tell you a story. my touch was gentle against his forehead, soft lips grazing his rufty navy tresses. Akos stomped a foot in defiance but my green eye narrowed through the curtain of mane and he trotted off.

Tell me Chezter, how did you come to Beqanna?

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