05-28-2020, 06:55 AM
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
[PQ - in progress] future dreams;;
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05-29-2020, 06:19 PM
This time, she comes. A tiny purple and white thing, a form so at odds with what she actually is. The fairies are all pieces of Beqanna, magic turned flesh for the purposes of helping the mortals. Yes, it is help, even if they do not see it that way.
"Sometimes it is polite to speak your mind," she says simply, though she picks into his brain anyway (clearly not polite). "You can earn what you seek. Find me a bone too large to be from a normal horse, clean it with a fresh snowfall, and bring it back to me. *** You have rolled a 6 and received a (weird) quest |
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