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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]  Wandering
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    Purple eyes skimmed the water, gazing at the fish that hastily swam past. Curiously, she dipped a dark purple hoof into the cold water, attempting to nudge one of the fish. The glimmering mare quickly withdrew as one of the fish jumped, splashing her and causing her to stumble backwards. Huffing, she turned away and began walking along the opposite direction of the river. 

    Saccharine preferred to stay by the water, she often felt annoyed by everything around her, but somehow the cold water helped calm her. Pausing, she dipped her soft nose into the river, enjoying the feeling of the rushing water against her skin. 

    The surrounding foliage provided plenty of shade, their lush greenery dancing in the Summer breeze. A gentle sigh escaped her, as she allowed the stress held in her muscles to melt away.
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    Wandering - by Saccharine - 04-12-2021, 02:08 PM
    RE: Wandering - by Chemdog - 04-16-2021, 04:45 PM



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