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
Love must be blind (amazons)
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11-07-2015, 06:49 PM
She walks across the field, dragging her feet. Her head bobs in sync with each step. The journey she took to here was long, and exhausting even. She sees the horses dotting the landscape. There are a few trees. The mare looks around, hoping to see someone. She calls out a weak, exhausted call. She walks over to the nearest tree and dozes. Oh, she wants a place to call home. A place to have foals. A place that's warme and green.
11-10-2015, 02:20 AM
The now rested mare looks at the mare in front of her. Sisterhood? "I would very much like to go with you. My name is Elsae. What might you be called?" she asks. Elsae is a very inquisitive being. You leave a gap of information, she'll pick it up and ask all about it. But she does have respect. The moment you tell her that you don't want to talk about it, or you ask for no questions, she won't ask. Verbally. The fairly young mare looks at her, inquisitively. Anxiously awaiting the answer.
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