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    COTY

    Assailant -- Year 226

    QOTY

    "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


    Looking Lonely
    #21
    (OOC) - It's Breeding Season. Name Ideas? Do you want to have this be the foal which we can choose the gender of? I'm thinking = Filly - Serah, Blake. Colt - Blaze, Tempester.
    (Horse)
    I smell my coat burning away into nothing, but don't find the repulsion I thought I would as I looked. " Hmm. 'Tis odd to look at this, but feel nothing and have no thoughts of repulsion. This is something odd for you, isn't it?" I ask, with calmness in my heart instead of fear for my coat.
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    #22
    I start to understand how pain can be loved; it has shoved us apart, and brought us together.
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