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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]  who says love should break us, any
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    my soul is in the sky

    She is not sure what brings her back. Rae has spent her life living like the wind, being blown from place to place. The worlds are infinite, and she is certain she has not seen them all. Still, she has seen much. She had lived a thousand snippets of life, staying in one place long enough to get to know it, but never long enough to set down roots. Rae is not a creature who was made for roots, she thinks. Though maybe that is not true, for something always brings her back here.

    It’s hard to say what that might be. It was certainly not some legacy left behind by her parents. They had made their mark here in their time, but their names were not remembered. It was not the Jungle that her mother had called home for that was long gone. Besides, how could a girl of the sky find a home in a dense jungle? No, that would never have been the life Rae would have chosen.

    Still, Rae drifts back in to Beqanna with a storm. The rain pours down around her and she sails through the sky, using the air current to move herself rather than her wings. While she will always prefer flying with wings, they are useless in such weather, and Rae does not travel on foot if she can help it. Not even in storms, when it is anything but safe to stay among the rain pregnant clouds and the anger of the gods. Though she is her own sort of god in the air, and there is nothing that will harm her here.

    And then she sees him, a stallion that looks like a storm himself. His face is turned upward, and when lightning strikes nearby he does not flinch. It is a rare day indeed when Rae finds anyone remotely like her, and she finds she cannot help herself. She swoops down toward him, coming close enough to be hear though she still has to yell. ”Have you ever experienced a storm from inside it?” she asks, her eyes sparkling at the question. There is something wild and alive in that look, something as untamed as the wind and storm that rages around them.

    rae

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    who says love should break us, any - by kensley - 05-08-2023, 07:45 PM
    RE: who says love should break us, any - by Rae - 05-09-2023, 03:10 PM



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