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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


    I come to you in Pieces(any)
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    Black was walking through the summer grass, his mind was tossing and turning of so many things. He didnt know what world and way he wanted to go. He was king of his own land and no one to share it with. He's been exploring from Kingdom to kingdom, trying to find himself. He wasnt born here but yet he felt alittle out of place here. He came through the trees to the opening to the open meadow. His black legs carried him over the tall grass, his muscular figure was covered in a jet black pelt. His mane was so long it almost touched his shoulder, and his forelock covered his eyes. When he walked he usually arched his neck looking proud.

    As he had lifted his crown to the heavens looking around to see if anyone here needed any company. He didnt care who it was it would just be nice to talk and meet with others, His nose flared caught scent of something, it was a colt. He snorted searching, started walking looking for the source, his black hooves dug up the earth as he walked. He saw a figure in the distance, he couldnt pick it out. He picked up the pace and started to trot towards the figure. As he got closer he had found the figure that matched the scent. It was a colt all alone, he looked around wondering why he was all alone. It looked like he had alot on his mind. Should he step up and make his presence known or back off to leave him be?

    He stepped closer to the figure. Hello there im Black Ranger, why are you here all alone? He stood tall over him, he was about 17 hands he was massive he usually towered over many. He looked at this creature through his forelock his nose flared trying to catch his scent. He was definitly different but he couldnt figure out what it was.

    She nickered softly
    ~@~ Lightning Blue Star: Mare (Gemstone Ridge Mare)
    ~@~ Black Knight: Stallion
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    I come to you in Pieces(any) - by Fraktyr - 07-10-2015, 05:25 AM
    RE: I come to you in Pieces(any) - by Black Ranger - 07-12-2015, 10:38 PM
    RE: I come to you in Pieces(any) - by Weir - 07-13-2015, 11:31 PM



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