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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

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    [open]  knock knock
    Pot Of Cream
    Nomad
    #2
    08-15-2016, 02:16 PM
    Pot Of Cream was fed up with following her stallion.She wandered off in a direction that's he could smell another stallion.Her feet lifting up out of the thick layers of snow.Luckily,she always had a winter coat on.She whinnied out,hoping Real Fire wouldn't hear her.She just hoped the stallion would respond.
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    knock knock - by Dalten - 08-15-2016, 01:07 AM
    RE: knock knock - by Pot Of Cream - 08-15-2016, 02:16 PM
    RE: knock knock - by Dalten - 08-15-2016, 03:28 PM
    RE: knock knock - by Pot Of Cream - 08-15-2016, 03:54 PM



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