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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


    Do you hear her? {Open}
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    As his gaze met hers, he felt a rustle run through his skin. His smile quickly vanished from his lips. The way she stared at him, in silence, devoid of a smile, partially unnerved him. He wasn’t very skilled socially, but he was certainly capable enough to realize that she did not seem pleased to see him. For a moment, he debated retreating, going as far as to begin lifting a hind hoof to begin backing away, but he knew it was too late. To leave so suddenly after arrival would most certainly be rude.

    So he stood in silence instead, watching her cautiously, not quite positive what to do next, when she suddenly snapped. In an instance he tensed up, his haunches gathered and ready to spring away (or disappear altogether) should she charge towards him. But luckily, she ceased her outburst again, only to have her tense gaze return. Yet, this time, he could not bring himself to break his gaze away from hers. Her gaze was entrancing, in a haunting type of way. Again he shivered slightly, suddenly feeling another chill run up his spine despite the summery weather.

    But in the moment she began to speak, he felt himself blink and pull back in surprise. Her voice was soft and defeated, not quite with the ferocity or strength for which he had braced himself following her physical outbursts. And for a moment, he felt his heart opening… he wanted to embrace her and sooth her and tell her all would be ok, but in the end, he was both too timid and too fearful to do such a thing.

    Instead, he could manage only a nervous response. A mere whisper, with a volume to match hers, though without conscious effort. “Why do you think that?” he asked, raising his brow curiously as he spoke. Sometimes, he was too curt for his own good. He continued to watch her warily then, but was too hesitant to depart. There was something strange about this mare. He couldn’t put his hoof on what precisely, but in a strange way, she reminded him of his other friend.


    fate she hears me | fate stand near me | fate state clearly
    whether there will be another card

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    Do you hear her? {Open} - by Saige Ceol - 02-14-2016, 04:11 PM
    RE: Do you hear her? {Open} - by Clark - 02-15-2016, 10:14 AM
    RE: Do you hear her? {Open} - by Saige Ceol - 02-15-2016, 12:31 PM
    RE: Do you hear her? {Open} - by Clark - 02-15-2016, 06:08 PM
    RE: Do you hear her? {Open} - by Saige Ceol - 02-15-2016, 06:54 PM
    RE: Do you hear her? {Open} - by Clark - 02-16-2016, 11:20 AM



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