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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


    Run... Save Yourself from the Destruction [Open]
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    And all that you hold dear shall crumble and fall around you

    Stretching out upon the land she lies peacefully.  The sun's rays kissed her chocolate coat, warming her in its embrace.  As she dreamed she ran thru meadows.  Lush green meadows that did not wilt as she touched it.  A meadow dotted with yellow flowers upon rolling hills.  She pranced happily feeling the softness beneath her hooves instead of ash.  Why did everything she touch die?..

    She was enjoying her frolicking when a coolness came over her.  A slight chill that tingled her small spine to quiver.  Had the sun set already?  She couldn't have been asleep that long.  She hadn't heard him advance upon her and barely noticed the alarm in his voice.  The shaking of the ground where she laid issued a slight response.  Still flat upon her side her one eye squinted open to view the disturbance.  His large frame blocked the sun from reaching her thus causing her chill.  Great! Now what did she do?  

    Curling her legs to her body she lifted slowly.  Shaking away the sleep and dried grass clinging to her.  She stumbled slightly to one side as she miscalulated the force behind it.  Tiny lips parted in a wide yawn.  How long had she been sleeping?  Dark orbs glanced about.  It was still day but Mother was not in sight.  Oh well.  Her glancing fell upon the one who had woken her.  He looked similar to her but... different.  The look on his face was of confusion and a tad of worry.  In her naive mind she figured maybe he was the one lost and needing help.  Her tiny voice sang out, "Are you lost or something?" One tiny brow raised in question as she waited...


    Kolera

    Earth to Earth, Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust



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    RE: Run... Save Yourself from the Destruction [Open] - by Kolera - 04-06-2017, 01:26 AM



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