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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


    I wait for light like water from the sky;
    #5

    Ilma
    a certain type of silence has filled my voice
    I scream beneath the water
    and make no noise

    "I've definitely seen you looking better." she counters; besides, there's this itching feeling that she has to hurry up. That said she just likes to mock him and see if he'll move when she continues her walk. A satisfied smile curls her lips where he can't see, when she hears his admittance and subsequent movements. Nevertheless she doesn't stop, easily sliding beneath the surface to refresh herself.

    It's only heartbeats after Svedka - finally - joins her, that she hears the mare's voices. Rounding a corner, they both stop in their tracks and their playful banter, stunned by the fact that she is here.

    She knew of course that they have a shared history, but it's hard on her to know this and actually see it. Both look... it's not that they're unhappy to see her, but if it's a good surprise remains to be seen for a moment. Ambassador? A title, not a name. The white mare doesn't blame them for it, but still, it somewhat hurts - strange how that works, she thinks, that her insecurity about not truly, not really knowing them, makes her doubt herself.

    She moves out of the water quickly, probably much to Svedka's regret, but it's not him she worries about now. It's Solace she meets with a touch of noses and exchange of breath, not unlike she would have done to a complete stranger, but a similarly fitting way to greet an old friend. The cerulean-winged mare is obviously Svedka's sister, which names her Solace, and the other must then be Kagerus. From what she's told, an even older friend, and she shouldn't be surprised if the patched woman steps forward to embrace her.

    And yet, she does. She doesn't pull away (which would, as well, have dumped her back in the water, though that is besides the point), but she doesn't exactly hug back either, much the same thing she had done with Svedka. She softens when the touch prolongs, true, but she shakes her head. "I have..." No memories? Not true, she thinks. She's seen them before, though the setting seems to conflict with what Svedka knew. There's probably a good explanation for her memories of the two mares being here, in Tephra, and being so fragmented that she only sees short images, and doesn't remember anything they ever said to her. "I don't... remember?" Not the word for it but it has to do, "I do have deja vu, a lot. Flashes." she frowns and shakes her head, the look on her face more a pleading one than one of sorrow when she makes contact with the other two mares again. Please have patience while I sort this all out, while I try to understand my weird flashbacks. "If Svedka hadn't found me, I don't know where I'd be." Nowhere, probably. Still wandering around. Someone else might have recognized her - from the looks of it she's just relieved that what he said was true so far, and that it was a friend. Or, perhaps even more than that, but she doesn't want to label them after one night, when she just doesn't know him long enough to tell if this feeling will stay; if he'll stay (though, his sisters seem to keep him around at least). Yet, from what she seems to remember of him, Tephra is his home.

    Whatever happened in Hyaline, it had stayed in Hyaline. For now.

    It's an almost helpless look she glances his way - perhaps he's better at explaining than she is, right now. The air is thick with confusion and tension, exactly the kind she knew would happen, but also knew she could not avoid.

    will you let me follow you,
    wherever you go… bring me home?

    @[Svedka] yours next
    Any fool knows men and women think differently at times, but the biggest difference is this: men forget, but never forgive; women forgive, but never forget.
    Robert Jordan, Wheel of Time


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    RE: I wait for light like water from the sky; - by Ilma - 06-25-2020, 11:01 AM



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