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Posted: Sat May 09, 2015 3:25 am
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Well, the pink sand dog perched on his back couldn't have helped with that.
She stared, very seriously, over his head and into his eyes, ears flopping upside-down, gold gaze blazing.
"What were you dreaming of, a doe?" the sand dog said, "had a couple of exes who'd give me nightmares like that!"
Then the sand dog rolled off and it was no longer a dog.
"It feels weird to talk that way," the mare exclaimed, reaching an effortless hind-limb above her body to scritch at her ear like a, well, dog.
urgh sorry i keep editing
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2015 3:58 am
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It wasn't unusual for him to wake up with a dog on his back, though usually there wasn't any talking involved.
"I-" He tried but he couldn't form the words into a sentence. Journey stared at the dog- no wait, she's an Acha now, and thought he must still be dreaming. His heart was galloping in his chest as if ready to burst.
The buck struggled half upright, one front hoof in the earth and the other legs still tucked beneath him.
"Yes, yes, a doe. Two. But it's not, they are not, it's the light. Always the light." The words that eventually tumbled forth made no sense and he looked past her away, seeking something else, far away.
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2015 4:03 am
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2015 4:19 am
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2015 4:54 am
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2015 5:20 am
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2015 5:28 am
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2015 5:39 am
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 5:37 am
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Posted: Mon May 11, 2015 12:36 am
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Posted: Mon May 11, 2015 2:43 am
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Posted: Mon May 11, 2015 2:54 am
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