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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


    sisters, of a sort {mentalio, any
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    Nodding curtly once as she finishes her part, she decided it was time to speak after a few moments of silence; she'd walked with her, eyeing the path of land amongst the water leading to this island. "Ischia.." Mentalio said, as if tasting how the word comes off of her tongue.

    "My mother abandoned me in the den shortly after I was born.. If she deserves the title mother." She starts, her ears flicking back when she says mother. She walks silently for a moment, before starting to speak, giving what she remembers.

    "She was a black-coated mare, like me, but without these dotted markings. I do not know the identity of my father. I only remember the mountain, and then the den." She finishes, and looks ahead at the island. Sisters.. She muses quietly, wondering what she'd meant by that.
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    sisters, of a sort {mentalio, any - by Wallace - 10-03-2016, 07:25 AM
    RE: sisters, of a sort {mentalio, any - by Mentalio - 10-03-2016, 09:57 AM



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