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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


    i'll use you as a makeshift gauge
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    kylin
    html code by Toli, design idea based on "Dovev" by Laura

    There is my mind, there is my heart.
    His sudden appearance in Ischia is a surprise, but unlike the time when so many unfamiliar faces had showed up, his arrival is a good surprise. There is a sudden thrill in the air, and Kylin doesn’t waste any of her time to rush to the beach. It’s a little off, not the part of the beach he would usually arrive, but hey, it was Ivar.

    By the time she reaches the beach her nostrils are wide, all in an attempt for her to catch her breath. The lavender and white woman doesn’t bother to hide it, there was no shame in enthusiastically greeting a friend. A childhood friend for that matter too. ”Ivar!” she calls out with a wide smile that curls up the corners of her lips. Kylin’s fins flap a little at her side, imagine like fluttering wings.

    She doesn’t bother to greet Krone or Klaudius before arriving at the little gathering. Though she lightly nods her head at the bay and green queen, her attention is on the kelpie king. ”Ivar” she repeats, reaching out to gently tug on a strand of his mane. ”You came to visit again?” It was much sooner than she had expected, but Kylin surely wouldn’t complain about that. He meant as much to her as Ischia did. To have both, even just for a little while, made her feel more complete than she’d had in a long while.

    Stepping back a little she allows him a bit more space, her hazel eyes searching his face before quickly glancing towards Krone. ”Ivar,” she says, looking at the scaled stallion with a smile, ”meet Krone, Ischia’s new chosen keeper.” That was something that still conflicted the water loving girl, but who was she to question the island? Nobody. ”Krone, meet Ivar, Loess’ king.”



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    i'll use you as a makeshift gauge - by Ivar - 12-21-2017, 03:09 AM
    RE: i'll use you as a makeshift gauge - by Ivar - 12-21-2017, 11:38 AM
    RE: i'll use you as a makeshift gauge - by Krone - 12-21-2017, 04:28 PM
    RE: i'll use you as a makeshift gauge - by Kylin - 12-22-2017, 04:57 PM
    RE: i'll use you as a makeshift gauge - by Ivar - 12-23-2017, 06:06 PM
    RE: i'll use you as a makeshift gauge - by Krone - 12-26-2017, 06:19 PM
    RE: i'll use you as a makeshift gauge - by Kylin - 12-27-2017, 03:13 PM
    RE: i'll use you as a makeshift gauge - by Ivar - 12-27-2017, 04:06 PM
    RE: i'll use you as a makeshift gauge - by Krone - 01-09-2018, 08:27 PM
    RE: i'll use you as a makeshift gauge - by Kylin - 01-12-2018, 04:38 PM
    RE: i'll use you as a makeshift gauge - by Ivar - 01-16-2018, 09:11 PM



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