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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


    [open]  a dream and a nightmare; any
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    Oriash

    they promised that dreams can come true

    Some time has passed since Ori has spent a day in Loess. Petron gave her the world when he told her to learn to use the wings on her back, and suddenly she found a freedom she’d never really known. Yes, she chose Loess as a home after her captivity, but somehow she never left captivity. Castile did not keep her a prisoner, but she kept herself as one, bound to a land that she owed nothing to. It is home, a home she is happy to have, but it is not all. She had been acting as if it was all, as if living inside painted unrealities was all she could offer this world.

    Not that she knows what she can offer, but she knows she can offer something. No longer a child, Ori has grown into the shape of a woman. A young one, but filled out and beginning to seem whole. Wholer, anyway, than she had been as a child. Still though, the shadow of her mother follows her, slinking in the background like the remnants of a nightmare that you can’t shake even in the bright sun. Ori longs to grow brighter still than that shadow, longs to shake away the nightmare.

    Of course, Ori is a dream and a nightmare all tangled into one. She is her mother’s daughter. It seems impossible to become more, but she has to try.

    Not that she knows where to start, but she figures starting in Loess is the best option. Ori doesn’t know the residents of this place well and that seems like a thing she can remedy. So today she stays, the wind cold but the day blue and sunny. She finds herself near one of the small lakes that dot the land, the edges of it iced over with the winter cold. Experimentally, she puts a hoof on the edge to see if it holds. Not that she intends to travel onto the ice, but curious to see just how icy the lake really is. More tempting, she wants to ice the whole thing over, to pretend it completely frozen, but that seems like a dangerous illusion to create and so she doesn’t, simply retracting her obsidian dark hoof as the ice crackles beneath it. 

    but they forgot that nightmares are dreams too.

    Use of mild power playing is allowed; no injuries without permission



    Messages In This Thread
    a dream and a nightmare; any - by Oriash - 11-05-2019, 03:44 PM
    RE: a dream and a nightmare; any - by Oceane - 11-06-2019, 05:42 PM
    RE: a dream and a nightmare; any - by Oriash - 11-08-2019, 08:21 PM
    RE: a dream and a nightmare; any - by Oceane - 11-09-2019, 10:36 AM
    RE: a dream and a nightmare; any - by Oriash - 12-01-2019, 10:32 AM
    RE: a dream and a nightmare; any - by Oceane - 12-18-2019, 09:58 AM



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