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    COTY

    Assailant -- Year 226

    QOTY

    "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


    Old Friends (Fiasko, any horses with foals)
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    My swiftly growing belly limits my movement these days. But, with having never raised a foal before, I push myself to go to the field and see if anyone can help me with this. I see some of the horses I know in the distance and somehow make it to them. "Can you help me? I don't know how to rear a foal, and I'll need help."
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