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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


    Scary stories to tell in the dark // Any
    #5
    you’re off the edge of the map, mate.
    here there be monsters.

    A giggle broke through before she cut it off abruptly, realizing just this side of too late that this dusky girl had probably not even seen the frog. Which was a shame, really. It had been an excellent frog. But this stranger might be just as interesting. 

    "Yeah, you!" The gilded girl bubbled, her lost frog being quickly forgotten. "You're talking to me, that's more than any ghost has ever done." She beamed, trotting forward to bump her glittering nose to the dark girl's. "I'm Acionna, by the way. Or Cici, if you want." That sounded like something a friend would call her, and she quietly hoped that this was the start of a friend. 

    The heat of the day was growing thick with humidity, close as a second skin. She stretched out a hind leg, bones pulling against tendons in a very mammalian way. She'd been swimming only just this morning, but the water sounded like an ideal break from the warmth at the moment. With a quick shake, she tilted her head inquisitively at the sleek figured girl. 

    "You want to go for a swim?" She asked, a dubious note in her voice. There was nothing about her that suggested any skill at swimming, but that didn't always mean much. Anyway, she figured there'd have to be something genuinely wrong with a horse to not want to swim on a day like today. Still, just to sweeten the pot... "My brother Tori says we have a sister that died on the north island. We could go look for her?" 

    It was the mostly unspoken mystery of their family. What had happened to Kaimana? They tended to avoid the subject, especially around their mother, but Tori had shared what patchwork memories he had of the event with his youngest siblings. 

    She and Moira had scoured the north island with  mixed adventure and thrilling dread. It had been a fun mission for a while, but months had gone by with no sign of the lost sister, and so it had been a while since they'd tried.

    Acionna



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    RE: Scary stories to tell in the dark // Any - by Acionna - 06-09-2021, 01:03 PM



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