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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


    would you spend your whole life with me; Texas/any
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    would you spend your whole life with me,

    The other girl’s approach is hidden by the sound of pounding water, usually a background noise to Falls residents but Nairne has been away long enough for the din of water-on-water to be almost deafening, and certainly distracting. Still the voice carries where the footsteps did not and the mare’s head snaps up, brown eyes focusing on the shoreline. Another mare stands there, brown fading to an orange-pink color on the edges, and her coloring might startle another traveler. But Nairne was raised by a woman who changed colors on a whim – leaving her rather less susceptible to surprise in that capacity.

    Nairne turns with a smile, and a slight tilt of her head, noticing that the stranger hadn’t come quite as close as maybe she would expect. Well – she can’t blame her. She doesn’t consider herself particularly threatening, at least not in appearance, but in today’s Beqanna, threats aren’t always the type of things you can see. And it’s the middle of the night – she’s probably woken the other mare with her splashing, and on the eve of the rumored war, one can’t be too careful. “I always do,” she says lightly, wading towards dry land once more, but stopping short of invading the other’s space – she doesn’t want to put the stranger any more on edge. “I would have to say it’s near the top of my list of reasons for coming home,” Nairne adds, hoping that she will put the mare further at ease by admitting that she is not really a stranger to the Falls.

    “I’m Nairne,” she smiles again, giving a fond look over her shoulder at the waterfall before taking the final few steps out of the pool of water, coming to a halt a few steps away. But it doesn’t do to linger there – after all, she has returned home. She can seek the waters at any time. Already she feels a connection to it, the draw of the healing powers. Not as strong as before she left, not yet, but she is confident she’ll get it back. “I was born and raised in the Falls. I’ve been away, but it’s good to be home.”

    would you be there to always hold me down?

    Nairne

    mikhael x natilyn

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    RE: would you spend your whole life with me; Texas/any - by Nairne - 01-12-2016, 01:09 AM



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