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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


    [mature]  this life, it feels like a prison || tantalize
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    tantalize

    I'll have a reason good enough

    I'll believe in you and trust

    On the day you finally see the way you treated me

    Was a far cry from love


    She had not forgotten his promise.

    The visit to Tephra had left her with much to ponder. For some reason the unexpected visit of the mare with her emerald eyes had left a bitter taste in her mouth. She had no claim over the brooding man with his puckered scars, she’s not even sure she wants one. The prickle of jealousy (that had reared it’s ugly head time and time again) can’t help but find footing and spread. After much thought she pushes whatever grudge down deep within her, blaming it on bad history.

    Besides there were more concerning things to worry about.

    The sun has set and she still has not moved. The night is clearer then it has been in days, sparkling stars winking above her as she stands at her usual spot. Her golden eyes find the glimmer of moonlight that sparkles over the dark waters but she’s unable to appreciate it’s beauty tonight. The usual hard golden eyes are now expressive in their worry. Pristine wings of ebony ruffle lightly against her side, anxious.

    She should have seen him from her perch long ago but her mind is a whirlwind of concern and frustration. It is only by chance that she see’s his burning gaze from the cliffs, pinpricks of red outlined by dark shadow. Instantly her wings are spread, stepping fearlessly off the cliff as the wind catches beneath them. Gliding effortlessly towards the beach, hooves hitting sand in a mere matter of minutes. Once she had been so uncertain of the extra appendages, now she can’t imagine her life without them.

    He is much like she remembered, just as stoic and brooding as that day they had spent in his humid home. ”You remembered.” Words rough and teasing but unable to fight of the worry lines from her eyes.

     


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    this life, it feels like a prison || tantalize - by Offspring - 09-09-2017, 11:09 PM
    RE: this life, it feels like a prison || tantalize - by Tantalize - 09-10-2017, 12:12 AM
    RE: this life, it feels like a prison || tantalize - by Offspring - 09-10-2017, 12:53 AM
    RE: this life, it feels like a prison || tantalize - by Offspring - 09-10-2017, 02:07 AM
    RE: this life, it feels like a prison || tantalize - by Offspring - 09-11-2017, 12:07 AM
    RE: this life, it feels like a prison || tantalize - by Offspring - 09-11-2017, 01:52 PM
    RE: this life, it feels like a prison || tantalize - by Offspring - 09-11-2017, 06:54 PM
    RE: this life, it feels like a prison || tantalize - by Offspring - 09-11-2017, 09:51 PM
    RE: this life, it feels like a prison || tantalize - by Offspring - 09-13-2017, 12:38 AM
    RE: this life, it feels like a prison || tantalize - by Offspring - 09-14-2017, 01:11 AM
    RE: this life, it feels like a prison || tantalize - by Offspring - 09-14-2017, 11:24 PM



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