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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


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    I don't know why I went to the Adoption Den, but something was tugging me there. I looked just as some dark mare went away. I sighed. Figures, the last foal, taken. Then I see small puffs of steam through the branches. My hopes rise as a realize they could mean only one thing here -- a foal. I call out, swollen belly not letting me get any nearer. Hopefully they hear me. Hopefully they come. If my foal and this one have to share milk, fine. I don't care. I just want this one to have a sibling, someone it can relate to. Someone to be its friend.
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    | ser·en·dip·i·ty | - by Solara - 10-30-2015, 06:05 PM
    RE: | ser·en·dip·i·ty | - by Nadyah - 10-30-2015, 06:28 PM
    RE: | ser·en·dip·i·ty | - by Solara - 10-30-2015, 06:52 PM
    RE: | ser·en·dip·i·ty | - by Nadyah - 10-30-2015, 07:06 PM
    RE: | ser·en·dip·i·ty | - by Solara - 10-31-2015, 08:06 AM
    RE: | ser·en·dip·i·ty | - by Nadyah - 10-31-2015, 04:10 PM
    RE: | ser·en·dip·i·ty | - by Solara - 11-01-2015, 08:59 AM
    RE: | ser·en·dip·i·ty | - by Nadyah - 11-02-2015, 12:29 PM



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