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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


    and everything I can remember. [open]
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    Mary
    Mary was anything but proper, and perhaps a bit too daring when it came to conversations with strangers. Her father wanted her to be a prim and perfect 'princess' but that was not in her nature, she always wanted to run free and do what she wanted, when she wanted.

    She runs beside this strange ebony stallion, as she runs beside him she notices his scars. Each one probably has a story to tell, and perhaps one day she will get a chance to hear there stories, but in the meantime she just glances at them. He ignores her question, diving off to the right circling back up beside her, his amber eyes looked for hers and for a moment they locked in a matching gaze. He slows his stride, the two running as the wind strokes there manes, his pelt glistened with sweat. She her lungs burned like they were on fire, but she pushed on, this was much to fun.

    He was growing easier on the eyes with every passing moment, and with a laugh he he winks at her and nips at her shoulder. Her eyes narrowed on his as a laugh of her own escaped her maw, she gave it all she had and pushed her body to its max, running as fast as her body would allow.

    She was too consumed by the moment, by his personality she did not notice another off in the distance. She wished they had just a moment longer, but he slid to a halt leaving his mark in the ground, and she followed suit. She exhales a deep breath, an attempt to catch her breath, as they stood before a rose colored mare. She had never met the mare, but she dips her head in greeting, the ebony stallion seems to know her as he blurts out a name. The stranger nudges her shoulder and her gaze follows him as he steps closer to the mare, announcing that she reminds him of someone.

    His deep interested seemed to dwindled when he realized she was not this Aseret, as he initially thought. He yawns and a grin tugs at Mary's maw tired? she thinks to herself. He stretches out before finally introducing himself Set he says glancing back to Mary with a wink. Her grin remained visible, Mary she says, her gaze flicking to the mare who remained a stranger.

    Long May She Reign


    @[Set] @[Djinni] sorry for the delay!! Can you please tag me in the next post? Sometimes I forget to look for threads <33
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    and everything I can remember. [open] - by Set - 10-28-2018, 03:39 PM
    RE: and everything I can remember. [open] - by Mary - 11-07-2018, 08:17 PM



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