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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


    baruch attah adonai - birthing - any
    #7
    Death has a way of humbling a soul.

    Death has a way of making you appreciate the sufferings of those you love most, those you should the most. There was a time when he would have thundered down anger and accusation on Yael upon such a realization – but years wallowing in empathy and guilt had smoothed the roughness of his ways. Now, he is only comforting - a stoic pillar upon which they both could lean even if his own emotions were running wild in his chest. And his pulse did not race beneath his black flesh as he held his queen and son.

    He watches the kitten as it leaps around his son’s feet and a flicker of a smile lights his black lips. His attention turns from the forever pair as the winged red mare pulls back against the rocks and Yael gives him one of ‘the looks’. When she’s done speaking a grin makes its way across his face and he dips his head to the girl, “Hello Kabechet.” He noses his son forward softly, “say hello to your sister.”


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    black king of the deserts



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    baruch attah adonai - birthing - any - by Yael - 03-15-2016, 09:18 PM
    RE: baruch attah adonai - birthing - any - by Vanquish - 04-20-2016, 08:40 PM



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