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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


    i've seen your flag on the marble arch
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    love is a temporary madness...
    Sometimes it is a curse to feel so deeply. For the entirety of her life, the red mare had held on to everything for too long. Rampant emotions had always been her bane. It is only recently that her life has settled, her spirit settling right along with it. For the first time in a very long time, she has experienced true happiness. And with happiness seems to come a leveling of her psyche, a steadying of the tidal wave that had been her life. It is only with this equalization that she had realized just how taxing life could be when living under such turmoil. It had only taken well over the lifespan of a normal horse for her to figure this out. Fortunately for her, she has nothing but time these days.

    And in an effort to keep the endless time occupied, she is once again making the trip to the field. Its confines had been bursting with life lately. She is naturally curious, naturally gregarious, so visiting the field has always been enjoyable for her. You never knew who you might meet upon ingressing on those dynamic environs.

    As is her wont, she uses the sky as her avenue of entrance. Though no wings grace her bright red frame, she cuts easily through the cool early autumn air. Below her the once vibrantly green leaves are beginning to change their colors, hints of yellow, red, and orange dotting the leafy foliage. As she descends towards the withering fall grasses covering the earth, she takes a moment to study, to appreciate, the beauty of the changing season. As her black hooves touch the earth, a small, wistful smile touches her lips.

    As she brings her attention back to her purpose, her russet gaze turns, landing upon a winged black mare standing alone. She turns her direction, intent upon approaching, curiosity in her bright gaze. She smiles warmly as she halts a comfortable distance away, cinnamon eyes studying the newcomer.

    “Hello! I am Elysteria, of the Dale. I hope that you do not mind my intrusion. Can I ask you name?”
    elysteria
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    Messages In This Thread
    RE: i've seen your flag on the marble arch - by Elysteria - 08-19-2015, 02:31 PM
    love is a temporary madness... - by Elysteria - 08-24-2015, 12:04 PM
    love is a temporary madness... - by Elysteria - 09-03-2015, 02:22 PM



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