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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


    [open]  the days grow short as the nights grow long
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    grumpy ara is grumpy. come play anyway? xD


    it was a familiar type of anxiousness that drove her to the forest to seek solitude amongst the towering trees. for all her eagerness for action and excitement she found herself frustratingly STUCK. for all her honorable intentions she could do very little for her home - how could she play the diplomat (or even the warrior) without a voice to guide her? besides that there seemed to be little action to be found in tephra - aranea grew impatient more than anything else.

    so it was to the forest she wandered. content with her own company but also interested at who she might find - or who might find her. there were always strangers to be found, though truth be told she knew it would be most difficult to communicate much of anything if she DID find company.

    really, this just sucked.

    nonetheless she roamed - a little pouty, a little irritable, a little grumpy - and held a small flicker of hope that perhaps the day wouldn't turn out as DULL as she anticipated.

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    the days grow short as the nights grow long - by Aranea - 09-19-2016, 10:31 PM



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