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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


    Lost my faith in wrong and right; Castile
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    Ilma
    And there's a lesson waiting to be learned
    the firestarters always get the burns
    and the good guys never get the girl

    Castile doesn’t always understand her, about as often as she doesn’t understand him - but she figures that it is okay if they don’t always see eye to eye. What remains beneath their surfaced disagreement is a friendship, a tie not so easily broken. She would not pull that plug if only at the last resort, when either he or she can no longer be saved.

    Castile is not someone she would ever give up on; she knows that there are and will always be, two sides to him.

    She grins a little when he coyly talks about being called majesty - ”Yes, and I’m the queen of Nerine.” she laughs, and shakes her crest. He never gave much for titles, and she didn’t either, so she doubts he truly would want her to call him by his, all the time.

    He seems more serious when she declares having found a reason to stay, and she nods. ”Don’t flatter yourself too much, mister dragon.” That she has a reason not to pine away doesn’t mean that he is that reason - not by himself, alone, that is - nor does it mean she would make herself his subject. But she will vouch for him and be a good friend when it becomes necessary, and she will keep ties with him close enough; hopefully enough to help make more and stronger ties between lands.

    To her more pointed question, he reacts with a scoffed ‘the truth always comes out’, which confirms her suspicion. There’s nothing she can do about it; it is not her place to tell Sochi or Lepis about who sired Oceane’s foal, and this sire seems to accept the consequences. ”Just… take care of them, will you?” she asks of him; nothing more can he do either way, but to care for them all. They’ll understand one another at least, though not all three women will understand Castile’s motives perhaps… maybe in time.

    As the dragon settles comfortably before her, the moon-coloured mare lets her amber gaze observe his form. ”So, have you thought about how a dragon should rule a kingdom?” she smiles a bit - his secret had come out, but not everybody might accept him now; especially since not everybody might understand that he was the same Castile as before. He didn’t always tell everyone about his shifting ability, after all.

    and shooting stars cannot fix the world


    @[Castile]
    Any fool knows men and women think differently at times, but the biggest difference is this: men forget, but never forgive; women forgive, but never forget.
    Robert Jordan, Wheel of Time


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    RE: Lost my faith in wrong and right; Castile - by Ilma - 02-08-2020, 11:58 AM



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