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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


    look how they shine for you [kylan]
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    look how they shine for you

    look at the stars

    Autumn is nearing an end; she knows soon snow will fly and cover the world in a soft white comforter. She doesn't mind the changing of seasons and has always appreciated the way nature bends and adapts to the weather. She has been avoiding wandering during the night, though. The ooze from the river that she was certain was going to kill her had left behind a strange new form underneath her skin. When the sun set and the world went dark, her body would change drastically. The ooze had left behind magic causing her skin and muscle to melt away with the daylight and when night settled on the land, Starbry would be a skeleton. She wasn't sure if it was permanent or even controllable, but it happened and she had come to terms with it. Kind of.

    She weaved through the thick grass of the meadow, keeping her eyes open for any new company. She spotted a stranger in the distance and made her way towards him. Starbry decided recently that she didn't want to spend her entire life daydreaming and stargazing and perhaps it was time to meet some others. As she approached, she slowed, trying not to startle the new stranger.

    "Hello," she said softly. "I'm Starbry."

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    Kylan lifted his head to look at the approaching mare, he'd been trying to get something to eat from the ground and looked at her. "Hello there." He looked up to see her curious and wanting to know more about this world. He had a quest from the faeries of the land after all. He studied her for a moment, noting the way she moved, deliberate, cautious, like someone who had learned to expect change. The air around her shimmered faintly, as if the meadow itself bent to accommodate her presence.

    "Starbry," he repeated, he was trying to be considerate. "My name is Kylan." He said to her softly he was trying to be courteous but his father had never been that. He was focused on her. He didn’t flinch at the sight of her though the bones beneath her skin whispered of midnight magic and river curses. Instead, he tilted his head, ears flicking toward the wind. "How did you come to be as you are?" He asked as he looked at the mare curiously, "I uh..I'm trying to learn how the abilities come into being." He then paused a few more moments and thought it over, "I am sorry if I am offensive I'm trying not to be." He murmured to her.
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    look how they shine for you

    look at the stars

    She would have smiled kindly at him if she had flesh at the moment, appreciating his curiosity and kindness. Starbry knew that such qualities could be hard to find in others and it always warmed her heart when she met someone that didn't appear to be wrecked by the atrocities that life could bring. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Kylan." She said warmly, and she meant it. It was always nice to find a friendly face.

    When he asked how she had become the way she is, she flinched unintentionally. Starbry had grown up around mostly traitless horses. Her mother was bay like she, but instead of blue points hers were magenta. She was also a telepath, but like Starbry, she rarely used it. Starbry knew that she had inherited the blue from her father, along with the mind reading and infrared vision she possessed. While she could read minds like her mother, Starbry couldn't push her thoughts into their heads like she could. He quickly voiced the intention behind the curious question and further apologized. She shook her head gently, "No need to apologize. I know Beqanna can be a wildly interesting place. I've found that out the hard way." she chuckled, aware that a talking skeleton must be quite the sight.

    "I, uh, change into a skeleton at night, it appears." she tipped her head slightly, still unsure of it herself. "I wasn't always this way. During the daytime I'm dark brown and blue. That's how I was born. A while back I was by the river and..." She then laughed, shaking her head knowing how absurd it's going to sound coming from her "and the river overflowed this wild green ooze. I guess it must have left some magic behind and now when the sun disappears, so does my flesh. I'm not sure if it's permanent or if I can control it. I haven't figured that much out." she sighed. She wasn't even sure where she would start with trying to control it. She had never even completely mastered reading minds out of fear something would go awry.

    "I was born with some special abilities, though. I can read minds, I don't do it often. Or really ever. I feel rude when I try." Occasionally she would just skim the surface of someone's thoughts, to get a feel of safety or awareness of what they might be up to. "I also have special vision. I can see differences in temperature. For instance, you are warm against the grass and to me that looks shades of orange and red versus green and blue." Starbry watched him curiously before asking "Do you have any special abilities? My mother was a telepath. She could read thoughts and speak to you in your mind. I got my mind and vision abilities from my father."

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