Theres No Place like Home

COTY

QOTY

"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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Theres No Place like Home - [Fade, Any]

Arthas

Nomad

04-09-2016, 10:53 PM

FORGIVENESS IS A CONCERN FOR THE LIVING.

The stallion watched as the mare took in all the chambers had to offer. He smiled with success, the recruit was happy with the kingdom. His ears flicked forward when she said she wanted foals, followed by a question of the rank system. "Well, killdare is our king, he is a great horse. I am on the warrior caste so I couldnt tell you the structure for the diplomats but we have our cadets, captains, lieutenants and than colonels." Obviously the more you did for the kingdom, the higher you would get ranked.

The mare moved closer to Arthas as a strong wind blew through, he moved closer, there bodies touching, offering warmth on the cool night.

ARTHAS