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    COTY

    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


    a whisper in time (Raelynx/Michaelis/ANY)
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    Its the middle of the day, and she is laying in the cove sweat shining on her glossy body. Sand grains sticking to her skin, she curls her neck in pain attempting to nip at the swollen belly. She wonders if her father will be proud of her? She was bringing him a gift. Maybe he would allow her to go to the man that had gifted her this. Maybe she would be able to go and learn more of him. What if he wanted to be a part of the childs life? Well she would have to discuss that with him when the time came.

    Eventually she would want to show the man what they had created together what their entoxicating dance had brought about. She climbs to her hooves shaky and sore. Her mane once again grown out from their last encounter in the ocean. It was a pleasent day one that she would forever treasure in her memories.

    He had touched her once more. She had accepted it with open arms. Her body carressed in scars and stingy mane tail. The smell of burned flesh lingering around her. A constant reminder of whom she truly belongs to. Whom she truly adores. She just hoped that her childs body would not be marred with the scars that she carried. If the child so desired that then he could embrace it just as she had. But that ment nothing until the child voiced it.

    Licking at its coat the child whimpers and squints its eyes. What on earth was going on? She looks at it puzzled. The foal begining to fuzz a bit. At times its almost as if she can't quite make him out, and then when she stops trying to focus he comes back into focus. Well that is odd The childs ears flicker around his nostrils spread wide. He gets to his feet slightly faster then most foals. Soon he nuzzling into her suckling at the milk.

    She is puzzled by this but the little one finds his way into her heart fast enough. No she would never let any harm come to him. Never. Arx She whispers into his now dry coat. What a dear little thing he is. After a minute or so, with his eyes still closed he wanders the rocky cliff, almost as if he can sense the lack of light there. She follows making sure that he isn't to wobbly.

    As soon as they arrive he opens his eyes. Drowsiness feathering the edges of his facial expression. He yawns, and collapses tucking his head so that he is almost a ball. As strange as this seems she can't agree more that a rest is needed. Though she is sure that there are some that will come to see what the new scent is.

    In fact this would probably be the first time that she met any from the cove. Though as she rests she does keep an eye open looking around for anything that would want to harm her newest creation.

    ANYX

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