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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


    go to hell for heaven's sake; any
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    The void within calls out.
     
    It demands—a command, never questioning.
     
    He obeys without protest. The beast within him answers the calling of the void, leading him onto his path. A path of servanthood, searching and seeking to find the wielder, the harnesser of darkness.
     
    There is a purpose to be had. A path that he seeks and must now be taken for he has grown too lazy. The world is too quiet.
     
    The void… it hungers.
    He hungers for it as well.
     
    Within the shadows, the hound conceals himself. Slipping carefully through the darkness of the never-changing autumn forest he has come to call home. Red and yellow glowing eyes carefully scan the surroundings as he moves at a discreet pace—identical to an assassin within the night, never letting himself be notice until the moment is right.
     
    The silence needed to be broken though.
     
    His paws find comfort on the earthy ground of the forest floor. The hound’s claws dig deep into the soil, feeling each grain of the earth as if he is connected to the living thing itself. But he has little care for the world he finds himself in. This world was not his home, only a temporarily place holder that he finds himself in. He lacks the emotions to feel something for the well-being of those and its creatures that flourish in the world.
     
    All he wanted was to see the world burn.
    And he would someday.
     
    The black beast scours the forest, twisting and turning around the kingdom’s trees. Without thought, he lunges forward at a quick pace and then into a run. He can feel the wind rush into him—against him as he is against the world, fighting the light. There is absolute comfort as he rushes against the prevailing winds, fighting against the forces that try to control him. Within his canine form there is peace.
     
    A peace that can never be broken. The beast barely ever touches the body he was shaped and born to be in this world. His identity is lost when he reverts to the form of a horse. But when he is the wolf he is himself—he is powerful and feared.
     
    He hunts, the void calling out to him.
    And he answers it, the hunger within.
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    Most likely always in his hellhound form
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    go to hell for heaven's sake; any - by Sinner - 08-02-2018, 12:11 AM
    RE: go to hell for heaven's sake; any - by Kaurma - 08-22-2018, 08:46 PM
    RE: go to hell for heaven's sake; any - by Sinner - 08-26-2018, 06:46 PM
    RE: go to hell for heaven's sake; any - by Kaurma - 08-29-2018, 08:49 PM
    RE: go to hell for heaven's sake; any - by Sinner - 08-30-2018, 09:48 PM
    RE: go to hell for heaven's sake; any - by Kaurma - 09-03-2018, 09:58 PM
    RE: go to hell for heaven's sake; any - by Sinner - 09-15-2018, 01:09 PM
    RE: go to hell for heaven's sake; any - by Kaurma - 09-30-2018, 07:35 PM



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