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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


    [mature]  then sang to the sea for feelings deep blue // bru pony
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    Her eyes glanced from one face to another as she and the bleeding stallion were joined by a third. Her lips pressed tight together, suddenly uncertain. One unknown stallion in the dead of night was one thing. Two seemed like a bigger risk than a filly alone should. be taking, especially when it seemed the two knew each other. 

    With touches and looks things seemed to pass between the grownups, until the newcomer spoke into the stretching silence. Laia froze, uncertain if she should flash back to her family. That would be the smart thing to do, the safe thing. It was what she wanted to do. She found it so much easier to be brave with her twin by her side, and here in the dark with two dark men, it seemed she should be anything but brave. 

    What stopped her was the question. Her ears flicked back and forth uncertainly. She knew she'd never seen them, either of them, before. But there was familiarity in their builds, in their colors. In the way the bleeding one arched his neck and the way the bay one set his wings. She about said as much when a finger of thought prodded her mind. The sensation was one she couldn't describe, and wasn't certain she liked, but the voice that followed it distracted her from the discomfort. 

    It was not the voice of the bay stallion, who had addressed her moments before. Instead she saw the tall painted man look at her more directly, and though his mouth never opened, she knew it was his words she heard and felt. Politely, she returned the gesture, placed her nose to his and inhaled his blood-and-water tinged scent. "Yeah... How'd you know?" She asked aloud, taking a doubtful step back. Had he taken the name from her mind? "Who's he?" She looked at the other stallion. 

    The dreamy quality of the night intensified with the meeting of these strangers yet family. For her and Loey's first year, they'd been mostly on their own with mom and dad. They had stayed in Tephra, which was fine, but now she wondered how much family they really had, wandering around. Did she have many cousins? Dad had siblings, a twin of his own, even. This was her first uncle in real life though, not just a story told with the equal parts wistful memory and regret. 

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    RE: then sang to the sea for feelings deep blue // bru pony - by Laia - 05-19-2020, 02:25 PM



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