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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


    [private]  when your angels can't sing//Amorette
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    Breckin

    There was nothing but a muted static; it was all that her mind could afford.

    The ragged outliers of Taigas giants grew denser the farther her well-toned limbs trekked onward.  It wasn't until a familiar path strayed to the right that her focus shifted.  The destination had been to the expanse of Field but found her attention drifting elsewhere.  As her head turned, she could feel a mild pressure building behind her eyes, a warning sign.

    Her latest gift had presented in the early mornings of Nerine a few weeks back.  For a time, she'd thought she'd gone mental; truthfully she wasn't still convinced otherwise either, perhaps the thought wasn't entirely without reason.  But the timing had indicated that it was likely the trigger of her empathic echoes.  There was much she had to discover yet, the only definite things she could claim were the abilities to pick up on other's emotions, and glimpses of emotional memories passed.  It didn't really help to know this, however, because much of the time she lost track of where her own feelings ended and other's emotions began.  It was an emotional gray chaos, and to compensate for the assaults, she'd been forced to grow slightly colder, slightly more distant.  It was simply boiled down self-preservation.

    Try as she might negate them, her abilities still broke free of her grasp, becoming erratic to the point where she had to find solace in solitude--to remember who she was.

    Today had been uneventful until now, her eyes training deeper into the Forest with placidity.  Did she want to go down that path again?  The Forest had become taboo since she'd last seen Leilan there, followed by accidentally happening upon Briseis and their beautiful daughter Chryseis.

    Isn't it funny, how the things you thought you had overcome, can come back to haunt you tenfold worse in a different kind of way?

    chase the sky into the ocean


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    when your angels can't sing//Amorette - by Breckin - 08-21-2018, 11:58 AM



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