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    COTY

    Assailant -- Year 226

    QOTY

    "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]  no dreams of sunshine and rainbows
    #8

    i'm a geyser, feel it bubbling from below
    hear it call, hear it call, hear it call to me, constantly

    What little self-awareness Brun possesses is redeemed by the flickering candle of kindness beneath her wildfire appearance. She feels that kindness when she looks at Oriash, some slithering and traitorous emotion that gives away how broken she is. Her hope is that the spotted girl cannot see that gentility, or her ridiculous attempts to keep such “weakness” a secret.

    Perhaps there is a kinship between them: both slighted by Kagerus in their own ways, and while Brun might include Solace in that spite, she knows the woman to be more level headed than her dream-weaving counterpart. Of course, she does not know that Ori has found forgiveness for Solace, or that she possesses some bitterness toward Kagerus; but still the similarities are there, just beneath the surface, a topic the burning woman will not be able to resist forever. Her slick tongue will get her in trouble one day, and she hopes it is not with the stolen princess.

    Oriash, Brunhilde’s companion responds, and she merely nods her head in response. That is what she thought her name was, but her only interest has been to catch half-heard rumors. Her familiarity is mostly with seeing the little nightmare around. A quietly impressed smile curves Hildy’s lips at Ori’s protesting her parent’s reputation. She likes that fire, even if it is small and not meant to be rude. A softer soul may have been taken aback.

    “Fair enough, Oriash-who-defines-herself. I can certainly respect that.” Brun does not exactly expect her companion to know why she respects that, though her parent’s seemingly raucous reputations come to her mind. “Do you know what you do define yourself by, then?” The smile on face fades immediately after she asks, realizing the question might be tossed back at her and - well, the woman has no idea how to answer.

    and hear the harmony only when it's harming me
    it's not real, it's not real, it's not real enough

    Brunhilde


    @[Oriash]


    Messages In This Thread
    no dreams of sunshine and rainbows - by Oriash - 06-04-2019, 01:39 PM
    RE: no dreams of sunshine and rainbows - by brunhilde - 08-10-2019, 08:32 PM



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