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    COTY

    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


    ; HESTIA
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    ROMEK
    This corner of the Forest, for once, is dark and quiet. It is a welcome respite from the almost constant babble and chatter that threatens to overwhelm the common lands. He knows, too, that this small patch of grass will not be able to sustain them all. They must figure out the new lands, or starve. This weighs heavily on his mind, with his family to feed and look after. He wonders whether Offspring has any kind of action plan yet, and whether he can help.

    If the black King needed him, then he would ask, and otherwise, the spotted stallion looks for Maribel. Looks, mostly, anyway, but for now he needs to take a moment to gather his thoughts together, enjoy the quiet. It has been a long long day, and the sun is only finally beginning to set. He wonders how many more cold, lonely nights he will have to endure before he finds her again. It wouldn’t be quite so bad without her, he decides.
    fuck all your dreams, they’re not all they seem


    ooc: you can say he was stumbled on as he was leaving his quiet zone haha if she would feel guilty for disturbing him Smile
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    ; HESTIA - by Romek - 09-04-2016, 05:46 PM
    RE: ; HESTIA - by Hestia - 09-07-2016, 03:08 AM
    RE: ; HESTIA - by Romek - 09-07-2016, 02:26 PM



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