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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


    You'll never know the psychopath sitting next you
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    The rumors had finally reached her, her steel gray ears still ringing with the news. Nobody had told her personally, she had overheard. Her eyes glazed over with grief, her heart panged. one. two. three. Every step, every heart beat. There was nothing going to take her heart (and sorrow) from him. The only other horse she knew, prior to coming here. She sniffed.

    Then the showers started, it was as if the heavens were mourning too. The aging mare shook her head. It can't be, she thought, the magic has left. Usually, she loved to follow the grapevines. Learning what was happening in other lands. The recent changes, all of them so very sudden, had quaked her over. They left her, abandoned. Her muscles twitched as she saw the dark stud. She knew this wasn't the field, but all she was going to say was he looked handsome. She stopped and watched a foal walk straight twords him.

    She knew it wasn't polite to stare, but it couldn't be helped. She awaited the nightly horses response to both of their actions. There was no way he'd fall for her, but she's s concerned about everything, she ain't falling for anybody right now. Realizing what was happening, she shook her gray and white head, then turned it away. This can't happen, not now. Not ever.




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    RE: You'll never know the psychopath sitting next you - by Keifer - 10-08-2016, 06:27 PM



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