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    • Year: 232
    • Season: Autumn
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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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        Thread: spirits in the dark are waiting
    Post: RE: spirits in the dark are waiting
    Though Quell had been conceived in the cenote where his father remains, the boy had also been raised on the Ischian islet that bore the name of their kind. Without Ivar, those treasures had gone ungua...
    		 quell Meadow 5 1,651 12-02-2020, 11:26 AM
        Thread: spirits in the dark are waiting
    Post: RE: spirits in the dark are waiting
    Wishbone, she says, and Quell imagines the bleached bone with its three points. He’s seen an intact one only once (a leopard seal is not delicate in its consumption), but the fragile white bone is lit...
    		 quell Meadow 5 1,651 11-29-2020, 08:22 PM
        Thread: spirits in the dark are waiting
    Post: RE: spirits in the dark are waiting
    With the fading of winter and the return of warmth to the common lands, Quell has spent less and less time in Sylva. He still visits often, catching up and roughhousing with Larrikin and Herrin, but h...
    		 quell Meadow 5 1,651 11-27-2020, 11:55 AM
        Thread: and we're finally aligning; any
    Post: RE: and we're finally aligning; any
    Sea scent still clings to his dark hard, and Quell tosses the damp curtain away from his mismatched eyes. One silver eye (like his mother’s) and one gold eye (like his father’s) stare out at the shado...
    		 quell Forest 2 1,507 11-25-2020, 01:00 AM
        Thread: Ninety Three Percent Stardust || Any
    Post: RE: Ninety Three Percent Stardust || Any
    She says that ‘Scar’ is not a moniker she has earned, and Quell nods agreeably. It would not fit him either, he thinks, but perhaps in the future, when he is the victor of an alliance or a warrior kin...
    		 quell Ischia 10 3,735 11-12-2020, 07:53 AM
        Thread: Ninety Three Percent Stardust || Any
    Post: RE: Ninety Three Percent Stardust || Any
    Starsonder, she says, a mouthful of a name with a meaning he does not understand. She’d rather bright, he supposes, like a star. “You could choose your own name,” Quell suggests, “Like Scar or Das...
    		 quell Ischia 10 3,735 11-01-2020, 07:35 AM
        Thread: Ninety Three Percent Stardust || Any
    Post: RE: Ninety Three Percent Stardust || Any
    Quell begins to nod when she repeats his words, his sidestepping paused with a single hoof in the air. Nod until she teases, at least, and then he plants his feet more firmly in the ground. He is seri...
    		 quell Ischia 10 3,735 10-27-2020, 07:00 PM
        Thread: Ninety Three Percent Stardust || Any
    Post: RE: Ninety Three Percent Stardust || Any
    Are you one of the water horses, she asks.  Quell, who has been rapidly scanning of the distant Tephran shore in hopes of spotting another horse coming behind, immediately ends the search and retur...
    		 quell Ischia 10 3,735 10-26-2020, 07:01 PM
        Thread: Ninety Three Percent Stardust || Any
    Post: RE: Ninety Three Percent Stardust || Any
    Sometimes he comes to back to his island birthplace, spends hours and even days lounging in the eternal warmth and sunshine. It is a place of peace, quiet, and solemnity. But eventually, the memories ...
    		 quell Ischia 10 3,735 10-25-2020, 09:20 PM