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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


    Run... Save Yourself from the Destruction [Open]
    #7
    And all that you hold dear shall crumble and fall around you

    As she spoke of her mother and brother, noting the stallions look of amusement, she thought of where they could be.  Tiny muzzle pointed skyward as dark eyes scanned the skies.  Not seeing anything she simply shrugged her shoulder and cocked an ear as he spoke.  Hearing that he had not seen anyone but her made her a tad uneasy, for a moment.  She quickly answered his question, "Kolera.  Who are you?" She didn't try to seem so bluntly forward but it just kind of came natural to her.  To say she lacked manners would be an understatement.  She waited a moment for his answer but her attention drifted quickly.  Her gaze fell upon a familiar sight hidden within the shadows of the pines. "Hey! I know you..." She picked up her tiny hooves and began trotting over to the figure that lingered in the dark...

    As she neared the treeline she gave no mind to what else may have been lurking.  Muzzle to the treetops she viewed the small ebony creature looking down at her.  To get a better view she raised up on her hind limbs, front hooves landing onto the pines bark as she braced herself upon it.  Just as her hooves were placed upon the mighty pine it's transformation took hold.  It's needles browned and fell like rain upon her.  It's thick bark that had protected it's heart peeled exposing the fragile insides to the elements.  An open buffet for insects to feast upon.  The Raven which had been perched upon its branch leaped from the tree as it was consumed.  Taking refuge to the skies above...

    It was all she could do, to stand and watch the majestic tree die from her touch.  Why did everything she touch fall dead?  She had mixed emotions on whether she should cry or be impressed.  Looking back at the stallion as her limbs returned to the dried grasses around her.  A single tear trailing down her delicate face.  Her tiny voice full of dismay, "Don't come near me.  Everything I touch dies."


    Kolera

    Earth to Earth, Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust



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    RE: Run... Save Yourself from the Destruction [Open] - by Kolera - 04-14-2017, 01:22 PM



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