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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

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09-06-2017, 09:35 PM

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Beyond the canopy of reds and gold's the sun is just breaking the horizon. It radiants an array of warm hues that even in winter sates the chill. Even still he does not look up. His eyes stayed locked onto her own. The earthy green of new spring leaves. Finding himself lost in them for a brief moment before the shimmer from her jewelry distracts him. He wonders what sort of speciality she possesses that would require such decor. She has asked him the question first so with a menacing grin he answers, "Oh I'm sure you can find something for me to do... Patrol, recruit,...spy." His one brow lifts slightly hoping for any interest she may have in him staying.

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