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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


    Against dark skies, A flicker of light; Karaugh
    #4
    And all that you hold dear shall crumble and fall around you

    Just as her mind had settled to sleep the warm body next to her shifted away.  Again her orbs opened, head swiveled to view the large figures towering over her.  Her own limbs finding their footing to raise her small frame from the cave floor.  Teetering one way and then the other she struggled to find balance.  As the pair walked off she placed one careful hoof after another.  They got easier to manage with each consecutive step...

    Soon she broke into the open of the land.  The foreign light blinding as she blinked away the darkness.  As the forest came into view she was engulfed in its vastness.  The towering canopies of bright reds, yellows and oranges shielded them from the direct sunlight.  As did the ridgeline behind them.  Casting shadows in either direction.  Soft green grasses blanketed what clearings were available.  Sparse flowers dotted here and there of various colors and varieties.  Wide-eyed she took in the scenery before her.  Its beauty and perfection...

    Was short lived... With each step placed the foilage beneath it crumbled to ash.  Leaving a path of destruction behind her.  She had been to young to notice the difference between her prints and her families.  Theirs did not alter the ground beneath them.  Not like hers.  Looking to her mother as they stopped, confused at the faultered expression upon her face.  Her brother too had noticed the change and in true form he investigated curiously.  She watched as he approached the bare spots, muzzle to the ground.  Nares flared and fluttering strange noises.  What was he looking at?  Crown cocked in interest at his silliness but it was short lived.  Turning back to mother she reached out her tiny muzzle to touch her hock.  Brushing it softly as she waited for their journey to continue...




    Kolera

    Earth to Earth, Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust

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