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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


    It's Quiet Uptown [Any]
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    Another year has come and gone since she arrived in Beqanna.  A day much like today.  A gentle snow has fallen in the night, coating the barren branches of the trees in a blanket like canopy.  The bright pale if the flakes luminated by the lingering moonlight.  She thinks to herself she has been here before.  With each place she has been only sorrow remained.  Why, she did not know.  They say each has a path to follow in life, clearly she has yet to find this mythical path.

    She has turned to the Forest once again.  The last time she had been here an evil had hung dense in the air.  Filling her lungs thick so she gasped for breath.  A creature had growled within the shadows and she had ran... Ran right into a gas cloud that burned her skin.  The boils had since healed, leaving only minor scars on her visible flesh.  The carmel of her coat beginning to cover over the wounds.  What possessed her to come back? Stupidity maybe.  That was Aurora, always repeating the past.

    Hazel eyes strained to see into the depths of the Forest.  Each step was carefully placed onto the littered terrain.  She wasn't about to trip again.  The gown of emerald and navy on her back hung loosely at her sides.  The lengthy feathers tangled easily so she stopped every now and then to situate them again.  Plucking a stray leaf or twig that had gotten intertwined with them.  She stood quietly this time, ears flicked forward.  She could hear a coarse breath nearby.  Not threatening. 

    Saddened. Pained.

    Again her eyes strained to make out a figure in the darkness.  Seeing only a vaporized buff of air curl from the shadows, "Hello?" A meek voice questioned in the form of a near whisper.

    AuroraElis

    Not all that Glitters is Gold

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    It's Quiet Uptown [Any] - by Diable Rouge - 09-07-2017, 01:52 PM
    RE: It's Quiet Uptown [Any] - by AuroraElis - 09-07-2017, 04:48 PM
    RE: It's Quiet Uptown [Any] - by Diable Rouge - 09-09-2017, 12:52 AM
    RE: It's Quiet Uptown [Any] - by AuroraElis - 09-09-2017, 03:27 PM
    RE: It's Quiet Uptown [Any] - by Diable Rouge - 09-11-2017, 11:06 AM
    RE: It's Quiet Uptown [Any] - by AuroraElis - 09-13-2017, 09:35 PM
    RE: It's Quiet Uptown [Any] - by Diable Rouge - 09-14-2017, 02:15 AM
    RE: It's Quiet Uptown [Any] - by Diable Rouge - 09-14-2017, 02:15 AM
    RE: It's Quiet Uptown [Any] - by AuroraElis - 09-14-2017, 08:18 PM
    RE: It's Quiet Uptown [Any] - by Diable Rouge - 09-16-2017, 08:01 PM
    RE: It's Quiet Uptown [Any] - by AuroraElis - 09-19-2017, 12:07 PM
    RE: It's Quiet Uptown [Any] - by Diable Rouge - 09-20-2017, 11:43 AM
    RE: It's Quiet Uptown [Any] - by AuroraElis - 09-21-2017, 11:37 AM



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