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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


    don't be scared, sing your song, bring your soul to it; jinn
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    Oh no. Xero was so sure she’d followed directions right, but she must’ve gotten all twisty-tangled somewhere along the line, or otherwise this forest must just be super duper big, ‘cause she’d been wandering what felt like forever. It was s’posed to turn into like rocky hills with all sortsa different kinda plants, not so much with the endless trees. Which way was west again? Oh bother.

    Xero sighed and found herself a nice cozy-looking rock, and lowered herself to the ground to curl up and prop against it and rest for a minute while she tried to figure out how come west was not getting all Loessy like it was supposed to. It was so weird, ‘cause she was So Good at following directions too! Like the best really, except of course when she didn’t wanna listen, ‘cause she was also super good at NOT following directions if the occasion called for it.

    But this one for sure for sure called for following, and she’d done her very bestest to listen and still! Lost! She heaved another sigh and curled up with her head on her feet and her ears all askew, looking awfully pitiful and sorry for herself. She wasn’t even a little bit like sleeepy tired, just resty tired, or she’d curl up and sleep and hope her sleep-friends could tell her how to get to the safety island where no icky plague bugs could bite her and make her sick. Well, she even tried anyhow! Closed her eyes and everything, but then she just sorta lay there staring at the inside of her eyelids for a while and it was boring okayyy?

    Ugh. She shoulda just risked it and said yes and gone right along with, followed a handy dandy guide all the way to the island. Probably she’d even BE there by now, and she BET there’d be fun friends to play with and people to snuggle and all sortsa good things. And instead, here she was, with nobody to cuddle but this dumb rock.

    @[Jinn]
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    don't be scared, sing your song, bring your soul to it; jinn - by Xero - 11-06-2018, 11:20 PM



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