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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]  dark clouds will follow -- any
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    Avelina wanders with her young daughter as night falls, and the world feels perfect. Summer nights are her favourite - when the flock of fireflies that surround her are at their strongest, when she can see the blinking lights of their friends and family off in the long meadow grass. Cinona chases some, laughing a bright loud laugh that no longer makes her mother flinch for the volume - just makes her smile in her own quiet way.

    As the night ages, she leaves her daughter nestled by one of the trees and does not worry about her - not in this particular darkness, not on this sweet summer night. But sleep is not close yet for the charcoal mare, her soft green eyes are alert for company instead. Someone to fill up the quiet now that the source of laughter is dreaming away next to an oak.

    Not much has changed about her, except the freckling of glowing stars adorning her face and neck. Remnants of when the sun returned, when it had shone so brightly it left little presents on so much of the population.

    She’s busy watching the dancing of her fireflies that she does not notice him at first. Eventually, she realizes that someone is nearby and turns her head to greet them with a sweet smile, but as soon as her eyes recognize the sparkling constellations on his skin that smile falls away. Her steps cease and she is rooted there, staring at Skandar. Who she first thought was a dream and a friend - who had given her the scars she still has hidden amongst her mane on the slope of her neck. It had been alarming to see him at the mountain when they all heard the call to help end the eclipse about a year ago and now…

    Her fireflies begin an agitated dance but her voice comes out, not with an insult or the harsh words she probably should but with a gentle greeting. “Hi, Skandar.” She doesn’t really know why she greets him, why she doesn’t just keep on walking. Avelina supposes it's just a little too impolite to ignore him, now that she's stopped before him and clearly noticed who it is. And she cannot make herself move until she's gone through with the niceties.



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    Messages In This Thread
    dark clouds will follow -- any - by Skandar - 06-12-2021, 11:24 AM
    RE: dark clouds will follow -- any - by Avelina - 06-12-2021, 12:00 PM
    RE: dark clouds will follow -- any - by Skandar - 06-12-2021, 07:45 PM
    RE: dark clouds will follow -- any - by Avelina - 06-13-2021, 04:10 PM
    RE: dark clouds will follow -- any - by Skandar - 06-18-2021, 12:19 PM
    RE: dark clouds will follow -- any - by Avelina - 06-24-2021, 09:24 AM
    RE: dark clouds will follow -- any - by Skandar - 06-30-2021, 01:27 PM
    RE: dark clouds will follow -- any - by Avelina - 07-11-2021, 08:27 PM
    RE: dark clouds will follow -- any - by Skandar - 08-29-2021, 08:54 AM
    RE: dark clouds will follow -- any - by Avelina - 09-01-2021, 10:02 AM



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