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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


    [open]  and if everything's gone bad, we'll make it alright
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    SIXTEEN
    please don't go. i'll eat you whole, i love you so.
    He doesn’t often leave his sister alone in Pangea, but she insisted on having a nap in the warm spring sun. After pestering her to see if she was awake for the umpteenth time, he supposed he should go find something else to do. The walk to the meadow had been short and now he finds himself straining to see over the tall grasses. Sixteen huffs in frustration as he tries to navigate his way around as easily as the adults seem to. Perhaps hopping would be better?

    He holds his wings upwards and performs a single leap to test his theory out. A laugh bubbles up from his lungs and then he hops once more, his silver halo wobbling on its axis. The boy continues on like this while the older horses step away from his path. They cast disapproving stares his way, but he either doesn’t care or doesn’t notice. He’ll have to bring Catryn here and show her this new game once she wakes.

    The young colt notices another figure weaving through the tall grasses as he takes another leap, though he can’t discern who or what it is from here. He strains his head higher to try and see, but he can only spot the telltale parting of grass stalks. Sixteen noses his way in the direction he thinks the stranger is, hoping to find another child his age.

    Then, quite suddenly, he runs nose-first into them. With a yelp of surprise, he startles backward and fans his wings out to balance himself.

    Sorry sorry sorry!” he quickly blurts out, his glowing silver mouth forming a frown. “I didn’t mean to run right into you!” His brow furrows in concern as he examines the stranger for scrapes or bruises.

    Are you alright?"


    Teeny is very clumsy but very remorseful! Please give him friends.
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    and if everything's gone bad, we'll make it alright - by sixteen - 09-17-2020, 10:07 PM



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