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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


    maybe tomorrow || any
    #6

    Krone

    you could be the king

    Krone listens to his words attentively. About how his trail back to the desert was lost, about how he is new here. He smells of sand and sage, it is welcoming in its own right. She smiles at him, the embarrassment on his face obvious. Soon he would find that not so many men in Beqanna are so polite to mares. 

    "You could say that," She murmurs. The Beqanna she was born in was much different then the one she lived in now. Explaining this to him might take awhile, so she decides it would be best suited for another time. "I am the Keeper of a little island called Ischia." She reveals to him with a slight nod. 

    but watch the Queen conquer



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    Messages In This Thread
    maybe tomorrow || any - by Bastille - 12-06-2017, 06:07 PM
    RE: maybe tomorrow || any - by Krone - 12-07-2017, 06:44 PM
    RE: maybe tomorrow || any - by Bastille - 12-07-2017, 11:28 PM
    RE: maybe tomorrow || any - by Krone - 12-09-2017, 09:28 PM
    RE: maybe tomorrow || any - by Bastille - 12-10-2017, 11:35 PM
    RE: maybe tomorrow || any - by Krone - 12-14-2017, 11:12 PM



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