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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]  we watch galaxies collide
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    jupiter's by my side and we watch galaxies collide

    Here she was:

    A girl, on the threshold of adulthood.

    Here she was:

    A storm, barely contained.

    From birth, she had felt too much—absorbed each emotion like a blow. It spread through her like wildfire.  One day, it would destroy her. One day, she’d let it. She was as volatile as the lightning that flickered under her skin and though her veins. She was a tempest—raging like the sea, running toward the wind, galloping until her body was weak and her legs protested and her lungs threatened to collapse.

    She didn’t know how to be any other way.

    It did not make for good relationships. She did not know how to be loyal when her heart was so fickle. She did not know how to be kind when raw honesty turned her tongue sharp. Aios followed each twist of her mind, allowing her emotions of the day to shape her, carve her out like a statue buried in marble.

    She was a catastrophe waiting to happen, and she didn’t care.

    Today was no different.

    The autumn sky was heavy with rain above her and she grinned as she stepped out into forest, mist swirling around her legs as though it might claim her. There was a challenge in that sky and she felt it like a beat of the drums. Like the mother who called her forth with the magic tied to it. Like the father who rushed along the sand. Aios folds her wings over her back, today composed of fog and lightning, and she steps forward when she would rather run. She tips her head back and smiles as she calls forth the rain and when it begins to sluice over her, she comes to a stop, letting it drench her whole.

    my apathy is losing ground
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    Messages In This Thread
    we watch galaxies collide - by aios - 02-27-2022, 04:33 PM
    RE: we watch galaxies collide - by Tumult - 02-27-2022, 09:02 PM
    RE: we watch galaxies collide - by aios - 02-28-2022, 11:28 PM
    RE: we watch galaxies collide - by Tumult - 03-07-2022, 02:52 PM
    RE: we watch galaxies collide - by aios - 04-14-2022, 01:39 PM



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