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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] Time changes all things...
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    A destination was in mind as she moved within the realm of Sylva.  A meeting... An invite... An offer. So she stayed as he had wished.  A deep instinct told her what she must do now.  Seek a shelter within the confines of this land.  A cave would do.  It would suit her.  Surely the mountains in the distance held such a sanctuary...

    Two toned earth hued bodice traveled gently.  Her sides heaved as the extra weight was becoming burdensome.  This was not her usual pace... Slow, stop, slow, stop... Ugh cursed this creature.  Her stroll, yes that's what this had become a stroll, took her through the heart of the land.  She had no reason to hide, ever, unless she wished it.  Only meeting one resident thus far she wondered where the rest hid among the abundance of trees.  Would they welcome her or chase her off for intruding upon their home?  Only Time could tell...
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