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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


    She sells seashells by the sea shore // ratty pony
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    It's with a bemused expression that the sea mare watches as a creature all legs and mud tumbles from seeming thin air into a shallow place in the river. For a moment all she can do is stare as the little thing splashes and shimmies and trembles with agitation in the cold water. 

    Her eyes widen as they meet the frantic yearling's gaze, unsure of how she had stumbled into this situation. Moreso when the little one collected herself enough to ask if she had... A riddle? She blinked, trying to think of any reason that would be the first thing someone asked her after appearing from literal nowhere. She was drawing blanks. 

    "Um... No? I don't think so." She blinked again, growing very worried for the young horse. She was rough looking and jumpier than a dolphin in the morning. "Hey... Are you okay, seabean?" She asked, stepping cautiously nearer. She spoke low and pleasant, as if talking to a baby sea cow. 

    Old wounds scattered the girl's coat, leaving hairless patches of angry red skin exposed. Maybe the cool water felt good on those hurts, but they still looked painful to the nereid. What on earth had this girl find though! Only to be dumped into the river headlong. 

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    RE: She sells seashells by the sea shore // ratty pony - by Aquaria - 10-19-2019, 05:05 PM



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