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    Assailant -- Year 226


    "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

    [TAKEOVER]  We spend our youth with arms and hearts wide open
    suffocate the fire  i started--------------------
    right when it kindles

    The pair wait in silence.

    She is not alone here, Myrna knows, but perhaps she is alone in her desire for a change.

    What now? Feather’s curious gaze seems to ask as she gazes up adoringly at her Companion.

    What now, indeed.

    Myrna takes a breath, and this time when she calls out it is larger. Not just in volume, though that is true as well, but in scope. She does not summon the residents as a fellow denizen of the Gates this time, but as a leader. As someone who expects their call to be answered.

    She will be the Queen of the Gates, she decides, by her own declaration rather than the vote she had wished to call.

    It doesn’t really matter, she supposes, nothing really changes. She will wait a while longer, and then she will climb the Mountain herself.

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    RE: We spend our youth with arms and hearts wide open - by Viszla - 05-31-2023, 08:57 PM

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