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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


    Are you the Destroyer? [ANY]
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    Our skin gets thicker, living out in the snow

    CREVAN

    He could easily have slept for a thousand years.

    It seems only right, after what he’s seen and been through. A thousand years is just a blink to an immortal, right? A thousand years is just a blink … Circinae whispers in his dreams, the sound echoing through his subconscious to send him racing through nightmares, one after the other. The Underneath rushes up to meet him and then it swallows him whole, erasing his shape to nothingness and then filling his innards with the same liquid Merida was so stubbornly trying to lick clean from his shut eyes.

    His body turns to mush, splits like an overfull melon to sprinkle stardust across an empty galaxy and from there, he hardens into stone and is thrown across the heavens. A bright, blazing comet - so eager to streak past unnumbered constellations until, at last, the looming sphere of a strange, blue planet begins to grow in his foresight. Larger and larger it seems to expand but, really, he’s just pummeling towards it, spiraling wildly out of control as that same, strange earth sucks him into its gravitational orbit.

    In a final, gallant display he explodes without ever touching the alien soil; splinters himself into a thousand fiery shards that rain down to fizzle out, and that is the last of himself that he remembers before consciousness grips him again with a painful awakening.

    “Uugghhh.” He groans, not exactly a sentient answer but her whine had been then noise to bring him back from the precipice of … wherever he was. The she-fox yips; a shrill sound that grates against his ears and has his head throbbing. “Quiet!” He snaps, shifting only to swivel his head around and snap his teeth together at the offending creature but, when he sees her, the malice freezes on his blackened lips.

    “ … Merida?” He remembers with a pleasant shock, dropping the snarl for a surprised expression instead. “You’re not dead?” He mutters, blinking a few times just to be sure.



    @[Merida] <3 <3 <3 reunited and it feels so good
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    Messages In This Thread
    Are you the Destroyer? [ANY] - by Crevan - 01-16-2018, 05:48 PM
    RE: Are you the Destroyer? [ANY] - by Merida - 01-17-2018, 07:27 PM
    RE: Are you the Destroyer? [ANY] - by Crevan - 01-18-2018, 03:56 PM
    RE: Are you the Destroyer? [ANY] - by Merida - 01-20-2018, 02:48 PM
    RE: Are you the Destroyer? [ANY] - by Crevan - 01-23-2018, 10:26 AM
    RE: Are you the Destroyer? [ANY] - by Merida - 01-24-2018, 07:26 PM
    RE: Are you the Destroyer? [ANY] - by Crevan - 01-25-2018, 04:01 PM
    RE: Are you the Destroyer? [ANY] - by Merida - 01-26-2018, 07:22 PM



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