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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


    He tells her "ooh love" - Kharon
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    He tells her "ooh love".

    She would always want to be sure. Especially when it came to what Kharon thought. Sometimes she wondered how much easier it would be to be able to read his mind, though if that was the case, she wouldn’t have the pleasure to enjoy his sweet words. After all, she would’ve read them in his thoughts already.

    It’s comfortable at his side, safe and sheltered, always near. Kylin grows more and more aware of it every time mother leaves them with Reilly, going who knows where. Kharon stayed. With a small nod she nestles herself against his side, her cheek rubbing against his neck for a short moment. She would’ve loved to continue it for a bit, but the water called.

    Keeping a close eye on her brother she lifts a leg, the same one as he lifted, to slowly step on the water at the same time as he did. She’s looking at her foot, only to glance at her brother’s next. ”Oh!” she exclaims, eyes widening as realisation hits her at the same time as Kharon gets aware of it. Her hazel eyes turn to look at him, amazement all written over them. She’s thrilled, excited and eager to see if she would be able to take a next step.

    Like he’s able to read her mind, Kharon guides her to take another step in sync. With her heart beating fast she presses herself against him. By the time they are standing on top of the water she’s laughing softly, her body tense with enthusiasm. ”Probably not” she agrees with him, nodding as she turns to look at him again, a wide smile upon her lips. ”The water doesn’t call her.” Not like it calls us, she silently adds in her mind.

    How could she not like it? She’s loving it. Almost as much as that she does love her brother. ”I love it!” she thus tells him, still safely nestled at his side. Oh, she loved those wings too. Couldn’t even be jealous that he did have them and she did not. It made him even more perfect, all complete. Kylin presses a kiss on his cheek, her hazel eyes shimmering in enthusiasm. The timid girl of moments ago is long gone now.

    ”Shall we run?”


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    He tells her "ooh love" - Kharon - by Kylin - 03-31-2017, 04:53 PM
    RE: He tells her "ooh love" - Kharon - by Kharon - 04-16-2017, 01:53 AM
    RE: He tells her "ooh love" - Kharon - by Kylin - 04-17-2017, 07:05 AM
    RE: He tells her "ooh love" - Kharon - by Kharon - 04-23-2017, 12:21 AM
    RE: He tells her "ooh love" - Kharon - by Kharon - 05-17-2017, 02:37 PM



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