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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


    [open]  There's a jar of saltwater, sits behind my eyes // Any
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    Moira stretches slowly, uncurling from where she has been bobbing in the shallow water of their hatching cove. It is the very best spot for napping, because the tide is not strong and she can’t drift out past the rocky barrier no matter how soundly she sleeps.

    And she’s slept very soundly today, for the grulla filly feels full of energy. She kicks up her dark heels, hearing the soft whistle of the wind against her fins, and gallops down the beach on her spindly legs. Looking where she is going is not typical, so when she has to jump aside at the last moment to avoid her softly glowing sibling, Moira does so with an easy laugh.

    “Watch where you’re going, Ona!” She calls out as she picks herself up off the sand where she’d stumbled. IT had been entirely her fault, of course, and its clear she is only playing as she gently whuffles against her sister’s matching finlike mane.

    “Whatcha doin?” She asks curiously, because Acionna has a tendency to find much cooler things to do than Moira does. Moira’s cool thing is always ‘go into the deep ocean!’ which always ends with a grumpy Mother and a sulky Moira. “Didja find any monsters yet?”
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    in which she meets up with Acionna - by Moira - 04-05-2021, 12:55 PM



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