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    COTY

    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


    josie, lanora;
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    Lanora came out of the brush, looking for Kade. He was not hard to miss, a large beast compared to her small size. She looked up at the stallion. His pure black coat stood out against the colorful scenery. She inhaled deeply. It smelled of sweet grass, and crisp air. The slight breeze caused a shiver to run through Lanora's fur. "Yes, Kade?" She whinnied. She gazed into his eyes, her emerald green ones piercing into his. She smelled the air again. The same scents came to her, but new ones too. Mostly the scents of other horses. The small filly snorted.
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    josie, lanora; - by Akkadian - 11-07-2016, 05:53 PM
    RE: josie, lanora; - by Lanora - 11-26-2016, 01:19 AM



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