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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]  your waves are pulling me under; velkan, birthing
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    He is the first to open his eyes.
    The light is blinding, for a moment, but he presses closer to his mother as he blinks it away. His endlessly black eyes clear, and he looks up at her, a stunning, glowing purple figure, her eyes warm and kind.
    He immediately grows bored of laying there with his mother and sister and stretches his legs out, launching himself up before standing on them, wobbly. He stands on his first try, but topples over almost as quickly. As he picks himself back up, he whinnies excitedly — though it comes out more like a scream.
    Donny is overwhelmed with excitement; the sights and the smells and the feeling of soft grass beneath his hooves is so different from the cramped warmth of his mother’s womb, pressed against his sister. He looks over at Millicent, firmly planted on the ground, and takes two weak, wobbly steps towards her to try to nudge her on her feet.
    “VELK!!!” He screeches at her, attempting to repeat after his mother, not really knowing what he’s saying. He reaches his head down to nudge Milly, but instead topples over, headbutting her with his little antler nubs.
    “Velk,” he hmphs, pouting.
    donny


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    RE: your waves are pulling me under; velkan, birthing - by donny - 11-26-2019, 10:33 AM



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