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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
    #4
    08-15-2016, 03:54 PM
    Pot Of Cream refused to move.She hated that he didn't like her."Why should I move along?".Her eyes were about to fill with tears.She tried to hold them back.She longed to be with him.She preferred him more than her current stallion."Just give me a reason.If it is good enough I can move along."She looked at him sweetly.She knew inside that he could be lonely,but some possibilities could be that he is brave.She wanted a brave stallion.She walked a little closer.Her legs started shaking at the cold snow.She was cold but longed to stay with the stallion.
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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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