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    • Year: 233
    • Season: Winter
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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

    Beqanna › OOC › Archive › Field » [open]  Running From Myself

    [open]  Running From Myself
    Evelia
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    10-16-2019, 04:40 PM
    (She will have html eventually I just need to finish her art I promise xd)
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    A sand-and-dirt patterned mare grazed, glancing often around herself as if afraid of someone catching her by surprise, almost too lean for the fast approaching winter.  Evelia was young, and gangly; there were still a few growth spurts to be had, after all.

    What is she so scared of?
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    Running From Myself - by Evelia - 10-16-2019, 04:40 PM
    RE: Running From Myself - by Valera - 10-16-2019, 06:23 PM
    RE: Running From Myself - by Aodhan - 10-17-2019, 12:41 PM
    RE: Running From Myself - by Evelia - 10-17-2019, 03:09 PM



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