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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]  Seize the day, Symba
    #8

    The past can hurt. But the way I see it,
    you can either run from it or learn from it.

    Symba nods softly as branches and thorns are still stuck in his small mane and tail. He nickers softly as he begins to nurse. A while later he finishes and soon they're back off to continue to Hyaline. "Are we there yet?" He asks, almost like a pestering child. "When will we be there?" he keeps asking, relentlessly.

    It takes a few more hours for them to keep going to Hyaline, but once they do, Symba begins to prance and dance. He jumps around Rhynne happily that they have finally arrived. He lets out a few big bucks. He had no idea he could do that. He slips in the snow and falls on his back. He jumps up and dances again as the snow is now covering his buckskin coat.

    SYMBA


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    Messages In This Thread
    Seize the day, Symba - by Rhynne - 11-03-2018, 10:44 AM
    RE: Seize the day, Symba - by Symba - 11-03-2018, 02:22 PM
    RE: Seize the day, Symba - by Rhynne - 11-04-2018, 11:22 AM
    RE: Seize the day, Symba - by Symba - 11-04-2018, 03:03 PM
    RE: Seize the day, Symba - by Rhynne - 11-04-2018, 07:50 PM
    RE: Seize the day, Symba - by Symba - 11-04-2018, 08:02 PM
    RE: Seize the day, Symba - by Rhynne - 11-05-2018, 12:32 PM
    RE: Seize the day, Symba - by Symba - 11-05-2018, 05:38 PM



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