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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]  from the roots of my soul; any
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    Taria
    Taria's gaze moved from the appaloosa filly scanning the horizon, the others chattered and the trees danced in the wind that passed every now and than. Before Marlyn could spit out a response another approached, a darker filly.

    She asked if she could join and Tarias lips curled into a gentle smile, and a small dip of her head in greeting. Marlyn did the speaking for them both, introducing herself and Taria she even asked the filly what her name was, which would be Tarias next question. She was still learning the kingdoms scent but couldn't pick one out from the ebony filly. Regardless of her home it was nice to be out and meeting everyone, it was nice to meet foals that were not from her home. 

    You're Not Gunna Break My Soul



    OOC: Sorry that was realllly super short
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    Messages In This Thread
    from the roots of my soul; any - by Marlyn - 07-09-2016, 08:51 AM
    RE: from the roots of my soul; any - by Taria - 07-10-2016, 06:13 PM
    RE: from the roots of my soul; any - by Marlyn - 07-12-2016, 05:26 PM
    RE: from the roots of my soul; any - by Taria - 07-14-2016, 07:21 PM
    RE: from the roots of my soul; any - by Marlyn - 07-17-2016, 10:23 AM
    RE: from the roots of my soul; any - by Taria - 07-17-2016, 04:43 PM



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