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    COTY

    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


    Life is wilting [Naga,]
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    Sabe has been around these lands called Beqanna for a few seasons. She has interacted with a few horses but none who could offer her a permanent home. She was still in hope that she could find a home in these lands.

    Her muzzle was close to the ground as she sniffed the blades of grass beneath her. With every breath a cloud of steam would emulate off her muzzle. The air was brittle and only getting colder, she had hoped she could find a home before the snow would drop. Grabbing a mouth full of grass she raised her head and looked around hoping to find a horse to befriend. It was courting season and there was horses all around her. She found herself continuing to move until they were out of sight, resting beneath an almost bare tree she gave a snort and lowered her head to continue grazing. 


    Sabé
    Your eyes can deceive you. Don’t trust them.


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