Beqanna
Assailant -- Year 226
"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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pump your veins with gushing gold; Njenyi, any
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08-24-2016, 04:42 PM
Custard was fed up with chatting she kicked out and galloped off.Her mane a tail blowing in the winter wind.The snow was everywhere,and the first thing she done was roll around.She loved snow with her sister.She got down and started rolling in the snow.She was like a little foal.
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