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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


    black sails are on the horizon; any.
    #5
    THEY SAY IT'S OVER AND I'M FINE AGAIN

    They are not alone long before the other comes bolting through the rush, tearing burrs off of herself and flinging them into the water like she was a madwoman. That he was possibly related to these girls is not something that crosses the boy's mind. Grim's only recollection of any real relationship is his twin sister--and he has not seen her in ages. His silver eyes level these two warily, dark gaze upon is face as he continues to wade in the ever colder water--the time of the year is changing, after all. His tattered hair is in watery knots that hang from his face obcuring his vision somewhat, but the small exchange of pleasantries rumbles in his gut--

    --pleasantries. Yeesh.

    This space was becoming far too crowded for the young stallion's comfort. He preferred to be mostly solitary. One was fine--two... well it was two too many. And so he gets out of the water and shakes the droplets off his skin, his mane and tail flailing uncontrollably.

    "Grimdark," he says by way of greeting, not concerned in the least if the water has blown over the girls. It was not he who had to apologize for intrusion. He was here first. And while it was a free river, his time was not free, and he stands off to the side, giving them a dark nod, before reaching out to take the heads off the taller grasses that lined the river.

    Around him, the scent of the salt air that was washing in from the nearby ocean was calling to him. He wanted to get back to it. He needed to taste the sand again. needed to be on the water again.

    Being so landlocked was leaving Grimdark distinctly unsatisfied with his current lot in life, and it was affecting his mood.

    GRIMDARK
    deimos x ea, dragon vision, twilight manipulation, twin to allure
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    RE: black sails are on the horizon; any. - by Grimdark - 06-24-2017, 03:59 PM



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