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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


    The fire burning within - Gunsynd
    #3

    Love is friendship set on fire ...
    Well of course he had noticed her, she was way too obvious to miss. Even a blind man would notice her if she followed him around like a love-struck teenager. If it wouldn’t be by sight, it would be due to the scent or the sound of her lingering presence. Igni wasn’t really following everywhere he went, but whenever she her eyes laid upon him, she was drawn closer to him. But never close enough to actually make contact.

    Today would mark the day that it changed. Their eyes meet and as a spectator she watches his struggle with the water. Her throat, too, was dry, but since she regularly visited the meadow – she still hoped to find hím every time she went there – it wasn’t as bad as it could be. But she still desired the so expected change in their lands, even though it wasn’t promised to them. It was just Igni’s perception of the land she now called home, the land where her new family resided. Yes, even now, the blue roan girl – she could hardly be called a woman – still believed that with every good thing they did, the god would grand them something for their land.

    It is until he manages to call out to her, that she’s freed from her frozen state. Flustered she casts her gaze down, moving a little, in an attempt to deal with the sudden overwhelming feeling. Yet, she cannot back down now, of that Igni is painfully aware. A part of her wants to run, to hide herself, and continue to look at him from a distance, well hidden, but instead her feet carry her towards him. ”Uh.. hi..” she mutters, breaking the silence as it stretched too long for her liking. She had become more and more uncomfortable by it, eventually resulting her in speaking up and lamely greet him.
    ... and fire is the burning passion within.


    OOC: Sooo, this one was looooong overdue. Sorry for the wait!
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    The fire burning within - Gunsynd - by Igni - 09-14-2016, 09:23 AM
    RE: The fire burning within - Gunsynd - by Igni - 10-10-2016, 08:48 AM



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