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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


    A Man Of Many Forms |Nodens|
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    Long May She Reign


    She had grown comfortable in the resort, it wasn't Sylva, but it was home. With Divest getting older she took the opportunity to safely tuck the foal into a safe place while she takes the chance to explore the island.

    One of the things that the Resort has that Sylva didn't was a beach and so she finds herself drawn to the water. The last time she had been around it before the resort was Ischia when she had met Ivar. On occasion the blue and white stag runs through her mind, she wonders where he is now and what he is doing.

    The grey mare gazes off into the water, the thoughts of her past glance before her. Though her thoughts vanish as she catches the glimpse of an disturbance in the water. She tilts her head slightly, the rest of the water was calm and so she assumes it to be an equine of sorts, the sea animals tend to stay further out in the water. I can see your wave intruder, she yells out to the water, though she'd probably look really dumb if it infact was nothing.

    MARY



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    A Man Of Many Forms |Nodens| - by Mary - 08-08-2019, 02:49 PM
    RE: A Man Of Many Forms |Nodens| - by Nodens - 08-09-2019, 01:15 AM
    RE: A Man Of Many Forms |Nodens| - by Mary - 08-09-2019, 02:17 PM
    RE: A Man Of Many Forms |Nodens| - by Nodens - 08-22-2019, 11:54 AM
    RE: A Man Of Many Forms |Nodens| - by Mary - 08-25-2019, 09:24 AM



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