Beqanna
Assailant -- Year 226
"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
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[open] Sometimes, the wicked will tell us things just to confuse us; to haunt our thoughts
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05-30-2019, 08:04 PM
The black and green mare gave the Jakub a small smile as she listened to him. She was trying to figure out why she hadn't gotten out and met anyone. She followed him as they walked the trail and tried to decide what her next words would be. She looked over at the black stallion and said "I just haven't been anywhere besides the field but then again that is where I was born and raised."
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