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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


    Holes in your coffin // Krom/Any
    #3
    What had he been expecting, landing herein the land of ash and brimstone? Certainly not the silver- lavender face of his half sister. He should have, considering this was the last place he had seen this breaking of the family tree. Somehow, he hadn't expected them to linger. Let alone smash into him like a heathered avalanche. "Twinkle-Toes!" The slender stallion exclaimed with genuine warmth. Sure, they came from a family of general fuckups. That didn't mean he couldn't enjoy a familiar face when it appeared. 

    His face tilted to take her in with his good eye. Karat had grown as surely as he himself had, flourished into quite a lovely mare. They shared their father's lavender tints, silvered eyes, and not much else. Returning her embrace, one wing swept forward to brush the gentle curve of her back, Kwartz pressed a quick kiss to her cheek before she peeled away. With a patiently pained expression he listened to her barrage of questions. 

    The lilac brush of his forelock was tossed out of his face carelessly. "You finished?" He asked, raising an eyebrow and laughing softly. He then considered how best to approach his answer. "Here and there. Went home for a bit. Then... well, wherever the wind blew me, I guess. What about you? The Metallic Wonder's not far off, is he?" The subject was kept vague, and turned around quickly. If Karat was anything like she was as a filly, she wouldn't notice. As long as he'd known them he'd held a measure of jealousy for the bond his half siblings shared. It was a link he knew he would always be on the outside of. 

    It was otherworldly, standing in the swirling mist with her. A different world, one without fear and hate. Karat could be some tragic spirit. Her grey body melded into the foggy backdrop, while the lavender of her name and tail nearly glowed in the strange light. Well. As problematic as their parents were, they had made for beautiful offspring. No one could deny that, not even himself. 

    @[Karat]


    Messages In This Thread
    Holes in your coffin // Krom/Any - by Kwartz - 09-05-2018, 01:22 PM
    RE: Holes in your coffin // Krom/Any - by Karat - 09-06-2018, 12:37 PM
    RE: Holes in your coffin // Krom/Any - by Kwartz - 09-06-2018, 02:34 PM
    RE: Holes in your coffin // Krom/Any - by Karat - 09-06-2018, 09:24 PM
    RE: Holes in your coffin // Krom/Any - by Kwartz - 09-09-2018, 10:25 AM
    RE: Holes in your coffin // Krom/Any - by Karat - 09-30-2018, 07:59 PM
    RE: Holes in your coffin // Krom/Any - by Kromium - 09-30-2018, 08:10 PM



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