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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


    All things want to open. [any]
    #7

    It had not really been her intention to get drawn into a conversation, but it is hard to know what the intent of her wandering had been. Had there been any plan at all? The real answer is no, Neverwhere had had no plans, she was bored one day so she started walking, and she ended up here. As with many newcomers, there is no way to be certain how she came to arrive on the continent with no memory of crossing any water, but it mustn't be forgotten that magic has few rules. Or, perhaps better to say that it makes many allowances for itself. Though she herself has decidedly little experience with magic, it seems fickle and apt to fail or otherwise refuse those who wield it. Was it a living thing, then?

    The idea of comanding trees to guard a kingdom causes her already scarred lip to draw into a snarl, baring yellow teeth in a quick flash. From needlessly berating trees to defending them in a moment's time, she shakes her head, causing the thick hair of her tufted mane to bounce side-to side.

    "That's a fellow who will be surprised when his magic turns and his slaves attack instead."

    Selfless trees. If they're going to entertain the subject, Neverwhere supposes such things must exist - if trees are sentient, they are probably like everyone else, some benevolent, and others not, most somewhere in between. But if they are sentient, they probably won't like being commanded and forced to act against their will, or nature.

    "If you remember who that was, remind me not to visit there."

    It sounds like a joke, and perhaps it is, in her dry way. The dappled mare gives no sign that she isn't completely serious. It is certainly possible, in her travels, that she could unknowingly end up in such a place. And that would be Lilliana's fault, now.

    "Nothing brings me here, I am only wandering. To be honest, it's been rather boring."

    And these words said, Neverwhere pauses, a feeling like nails on a chalkboard screeching in her head. She knows, from somewhere not so very long ago, that it would be appropriate to use the chestnut's name, and to ask her questions back, but the idea of polite conversation is so achingly dull. She stamps twice with a back leg, as though kicking at flies, dispelling her irritation.

    "And what is it that you are doing?"

    Neverwhere
    .........


    @[lilliana]


    Messages In This Thread
    All things want to open. [any] - by Neverwhere - 07-06-2019, 03:33 PM
    RE: All things want to open. [any] - by lilliana - 07-07-2019, 07:47 PM
    RE: All things want to open. [any] - by lilliana - 07-09-2019, 06:28 PM
    RE: All things want to open. [any] - by lilliana - 07-14-2019, 08:30 PM
    RE: All things want to open. [any] - by Neverwhere - 07-17-2019, 09:35 PM
    RE: All things want to open. [any] - by lilliana - 07-20-2019, 02:34 PM
    RE: All things want to open. [any] - by lilliana - 07-23-2019, 06:25 PM
    RE: All things want to open. [any] - by lilliana - 07-27-2019, 02:22 PM
    RE: All things want to open. [any] - by lilliana - 07-27-2019, 07:44 PM
    RE: All things want to open. [any] - by lilliana - 08-02-2019, 09:56 PM
    RE: All things want to open. [any] - by lilliana - 08-05-2019, 09:09 PM
    RE: All things want to open. [any] - by lilliana - 08-10-2019, 07:49 PM



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