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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]  cold summers
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    The two stallions, who still remained nameless, went at it with eachother. Mary impatiently stood quietly listening, cocking an eye as the roan noted to leave his 'daughters' alone. She can see the resemblance between him and the young mare, but she certainly was not his offspring.

    She did not contest, instead let him continue to talk. Once theyre chatter ended the roan turned to answer the young mares question, noting he resides in the new Icicle Isle. Finally, the roan inteoduces himself as Leilan, a name she engrains to memory.

    The roan did the honor in introducing the other stag as well, Ivar, as he called him. Her gaze flicks quickly to the painted stag before back to Leilan to listen to his question. He inquires her name, instead of a title and a small grin tugged at the corner of her lips.

    You can call me Mary , she announces her name, he notes that he was a failed recruit of her father. It still left her wondering why he had shown up on the beach for her fathers death, were they better friends than he was letting on?

    Her gaze flicks to the mare who speaks up once again, this time she realized what Leilan had said. She was in utter shock, and apparently this was the first she had heard of her father. Well this is awkward she thinks to herself.

    She dips her head to the father daughter pair It was nice to meet you, my offer for Sylva still stands should you change your mind. She says to the mare, her gaze shifts back to Ivar I enjoy my forest kingdom, should you ever find yourself homesick, come for a visit. She gives a flirtacious wink to the stag before departing from the group, the family drama was too much for her.

    @[Leilan] @[naia] @[Ivar]




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    Messages In This Thread
    cold summers - by naia - 12-01-2018, 08:47 PM
    RE: cold summers - by Mary - 12-02-2018, 09:03 PM
    RE: cold summers - by naia - 12-07-2018, 01:21 AM
    RE: cold summers - by Mary - 12-08-2018, 09:09 PM
    RE: cold summers - by Ivar - 12-10-2018, 07:57 AM
    RE: cold summers - by Leilan - 12-12-2018, 07:56 AM
    RE: cold summers - by naia - 12-15-2018, 12:16 AM
    RE: cold summers - by Mary - 12-19-2018, 07:05 AM
    RE: cold summers - by Ivar - 12-19-2018, 08:42 AM
    RE: cold summers - by Leilan - 12-23-2018, 07:16 AM
    RE: cold summers - by naia - 12-27-2018, 11:54 AM
    RE: cold summers - by Mary - 12-27-2018, 02:18 PM
    RE: cold summers - by Ivar - 12-29-2018, 11:05 AM
    RE: cold summers - by Leilan - 12-30-2018, 11:40 AM
    RE: cold summers - by naia - 01-02-2019, 07:15 PM
    RE: cold summers - by Leilan - 01-03-2019, 03:01 PM



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