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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


    Burn slow, burning up the back wall; Vanquish
    #4
    Volcan
    Burn slow, burning up the back wall
    Long roads, where the city meets the sky
    They materialize much as she did, at least from her point of view. Nonexistent one moment, there the next. The bleating of the calf alerts Volcan of their presence, leading the small girl to flare her nostrils inquisitively at the duo.
     
    The sun glares relentlessly upon the ensemble of four-legged creatures; Volcan decides that the sun in all its heated glory, is cruel. Weighing her odds of lone-survival against that of one with this exotic hill-horse, Volcan cautiously slips into the shadow the mother casts. She sniffs gently at the mother, and eyes the suckling motion of the calf. Imitating the bleat of the calf, Volcan nudges it; it skitters to its mother’s other side, leaving Volcan plenty of room to nurse.
     
    Minutes pass with nothing but the wind and the suckling newborns to play in their ears. When the calf jerks away from its teat, Volcan mimics it, large ears quivering attentively. Before her honeyed eyes, a giant approaches. Leaning back, the filly lifts a single hoof, unsure of how to react; the stallion stands taller yet than the camel, hump and all.
     
    As Vanquish begins to speak, the camels gingerly back off some twenty feet. Volcan glances to their retreating forms curiously; there seems nothing of great intimidation to this creature, besides his stature. And when the warmth of his wing emanates through her, Volcan finds that she has an answer, something she knows, something she always knew.
     
    “I am Volcan.”
    Daughter of Scorch.
    “Where am I?”
    Princess of the Jungle.
    This is not the end, this is just the world
    Such a foolish thing, such an honest girl
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    Hey now, don't apologize when I'm literally the worst at staying active these days. I appreciate any posts from you two, no matter the wait <3


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    RE: Burn slow, burning up the back wall; Vanquish - by Volcan - 01-02-2016, 02:06 AM



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