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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


    [private]  One song from you - Breckin
    #10
    This whole interaction was becoming too much.  She had felt the rise of anxiety pressing into her only seconds before brushing her lip along the line of jaw.  Whatever time she had left to depart was quickly fleeting while the tension swarming within her grew in its wake; if she didn't leave now, she feared she would begin to ask the questions she was even moreso afraid of knowing the answers of.

    When he tells her not to go, it takes all of her willpower to not heed what he says, especially as she watches his characteristic smirk fall to a frown.  It was almost her undoing, she realizes, as the ridiculous desire washes over the mare to do whatever it takes to bring that small light back to his face. No. She snuffs the urge to do just that with raw stubborness, reaffirming in her mind that her departure was for his benefit.  The rambling thoughts cause her to pause briefly, but her backward movement resumes just as quickly as it had stopped.

    The outline of his frame begins to blur as her vision begins to swim with unshed tears.  Don't do it, Breckin, don't cry.  You don't even really understand what is happening right now to even allow yourself that luxury.  Somehow she manages to keep the tears from spilling, merely shaking her head in response to his last statement, as if the gesture alone would be enough to tell him that she wasn't upset for the reasons he was probably thinking.  With a final shake of her head, she finds enough strength to rearrange her facial features into one with the composure of a rising diplomat.  But she didn't dare speak again, out of fear that her voice would deceive her.  Casting a final apologetic smile in his direction, she turns on her heels away from him with no destination in mind.  Just not back to where he still stood, her head pleaded with her heart.  There would be so much hell to pay in the aftermath of this rendezvous, she realizes.  There was so much she had to figure out and not the slightest idea of where to start.

    @[Leilan]


    Messages In This Thread
    One song from you - Breckin - by Leilan - 05-22-2018, 03:42 PM
    RE: One song from you - Breckin - by Breckin - 05-26-2018, 03:58 PM
    RE: One song from you - Breckin - by Leilan - 05-26-2018, 04:14 PM
    RE: One song from you - Breckin - by Breckin - 05-29-2018, 08:32 PM
    RE: One song from you - Breckin - by Leilan - 05-30-2018, 02:51 PM
    RE: One song from you - Breckin - by Breckin - 06-23-2018, 08:52 AM
    RE: One song from you - Breckin - by Leilan - 06-23-2018, 03:55 PM
    RE: One song from you - Breckin - by Breckin - 06-23-2018, 05:39 PM
    RE: One song from you - Breckin - by Leilan - 06-23-2018, 06:18 PM
    RE: One song from you - Breckin - by Breckin - 06-24-2018, 07:44 PM



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