08-29-2016, 01:10 AM
Willoway Free Spirit saw her and went towards her,he didn't like to see worried mares."Are you ok?"He had just rolled in the snow,so he had snow on his back.
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
[open] With hope and light (neutral, herds)
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