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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]  It is better to live one day as a lion, than a thousand as a lamb; Castile, Any!
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    Caelestra

    Caelestra cannot hold her form for much longer, for the first time her body longed to return into horse form, a weird sensation that now ran through her bloodstream.
    She knew she had failed at what she had sought out to do, the only thing that had mattered to her at the moment was slowly slipping away from her, a dream so wrapped up in itself that it was impossible to unfold, not right now anyway.

    The female's body trembles as she falls to the ground, an aired mist of dust collecting around her fallen body.
    Slowly, the mare lost all the fur that decorated her body, her claws shaping back into tinted hooves as she transformed into her equine form.
    The mare lay still for a couple of minutes, the moment was hers to hold, she did not need to move unless she wanted to. The stillness in her body felt warm, a comforting heave of air passing through her lungs as she stands, her legs still gently trembling.

    The mare turns to face Castile, her head rising to meet his eyes as her shoulders tremble, a smile appearing on her dimly lit face "For a lost cause, maybe no. But, I feel that every cause is worth fighting for, even if it does mean you will die" She speaks quietly, a gentle tone replacing the growl that lived in her throat before.

    "Perhaps it won't" she adds to what he had said about Loess "But that can always change, and it will" she says confidently, her smile quickly changing into a rather stern expression.
    "Do what you must to satisfy your lust, but be careful, not everything burns when touched by fire" she nods as she turns away, a faint limp decorating her stature as she begins to walk away, her legs slowly trailing across the dusty landscape in defeat.

    She hadn't managed to do what she had in plan, but she had come out of it with more experience than ever before.
    For not she could be satisfied, in her own time, she will be able to bend the future, shape it in the way she desires, make all bad things good again.
    "I wish you good luck Castile" she says gently as she turns back to look at the dragon one more time.

    The dream was over, at least for now.

    @[Castile]


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    RE: It is better to live one day as a lion, than a thousand as a lamb; Castile, Any! - by Caelestra - 04-05-2019, 02:58 PM



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