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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


    Waste my time pushing daisies
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    And the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love

    The same stallion who’d warned her was the exact same stallion (save a few physical alterations,) who was trying his best to put her concerns to rest right now. Nothing between the two of them: his past self, his current self - seemed different. He still spoke with the same charming, warm voice she always remembered. He still smiled the exact same way. Her heart, which had ironically always belonged to him, still tripped over itself at the sight of his chest rising and falling with the breath of life in it.

    She’s not Divest, but that doesn’t matter. What he knows and what Eyas assumes are his to keep and hers to lose. It was almost as if she could see the path laid out so clearly ahead of her.

    “I’m here now.” Was the cryptic answer. If she was regretful or afraid before, the feeling lessened now.

    “Ehko lived.” The filly had unexpectedly made it. She hadn’t considered how that outcome was nearly similar to his. Despite being the reason Eyas had left Islandres years ago, the twins had thrived and made it through those rough, early years. Ehko in her frozen chamber, Brash among the living. “Did you go to the mountain?” She asked him.

    Shuttered, the window between their souls could not give Eyas the answer she wanted. It would have to come from Gale now. Small talk; how unexciting. But if the truth was a lie then small talk was exactly what Eyas wanted. She’d spent so long folding her sorrows and storing them away, pointlessly.

    She always knew that in the end, it was her nature to open them back up and cover herself in their cold, familiar comforts.

    Grey clouds roll over the hills, bringing darkness from above



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    Messages In This Thread
    Waste my time pushing daisies - by Eyas - 09-12-2021, 01:28 PM
    RE: Waste my time pushing daisies - by Gale - 09-12-2021, 02:07 PM
    RE: Waste my time pushing daisies - by Eyas - 09-12-2021, 03:00 PM
    RE: Waste my time pushing daisies - by Gale - 09-12-2021, 09:08 PM
    RE: Waste my time pushing daisies - by Eyas - 09-20-2021, 02:14 PM
    RE: Waste my time pushing daisies - by Gale - 09-21-2021, 08:15 PM



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