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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


    no tears left to cry || Fernweh
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    Winter was a cruel and cold time. Although Nerine remained warmer than most other lands, the chill still managed to sink it’s claws deep into her bones. More fortunate than most her thick plume of feathers provided an extra layer of warmth and protection from the biting wind. More than that, however, it shielded her from wandering gazes.
     
    A permanent flush seemed to have planted itself upon the curves of her cheeks. Truthful she had been spending more time away from home than she care to admit. Her interests had been pretty well occupied. Each time she had promised that it would be the last time, but still she found herself returning into the fold of her eager embrace – shamelessly. She’d begun to feel things, however. A stirring deep within her, a biproduct of her time with him. So, she kept her wings pulled tightly against her middle, hiding the evidence of her recent behavior.
     
    Even still, she could not bring herself to regret her recent choices, even if she did not love him.


    Nymf
    I Have No Tears Left To Cry


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    Messages In This Thread
    no tears left to cry || Fernweh - by Nymf - 07-08-2018, 07:34 AM
    RE: no tears left to cry || Fernweh - by Fernweh - 07-22-2018, 10:50 AM
    RE: no tears left to cry || Fernweh - by Nymf - 08-20-2018, 01:05 PM
    RE: no tears left to cry || Fernweh - by Fernweh - 08-22-2018, 06:08 PM



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