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theCorniest rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Posted: Fri Jun 12, 2015 5:10 pm
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Sleep
It's peaceful, so peaceful. The quiet buzz of off-season cicadas fills the air and water laps gently at her hooves. All around her she hears the chirps and buzzes of insects and birds, and the muted rustlings of small animals seeking food in the quiet hours before they bed down for the night. It must be dusk, she thinks to herself. Perhaps she, too, should go to sleep, but then she perks her head up. That doesn't sound right. She's already asleep, isn't she?
She stands up with a splash, water rolling off her back and dripping back into the swamp. Hollyhock feels strangely reminded of something that happened before, but she can't remember what it is. She takes off at a run in a sudden fit of panic. In her dreams she can always run through the swamp uninhibited by the obstacles that plague her in waking, and she does so now, charging heedlessly in a long straight line. Every step throws a plume of water into the air with a loud splash that shatters the silence of the swamp until the trees ring with the sound of her passage.
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Posted: Fri Jun 12, 2015 5:32 pm
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The flood ducked him under again and again, and each time it happened he was more and more certain he wouldn't be able to break the surface again - but somehow, every time, he thrashed his way back to breathable air. This time, there was a tree ahead of him, and he barely had time to wobble sideways so his legs impacted its trunk instead of his ribcage. The shock of it made his knees creak, and would have knocked the breath right out of him if he hadn't been as vigilant.
Before he could even try to catch his breath, though, he heard one panicked cry rise above the others and the background noise of thundering rapids. A strange doe - no, a familiar doe, blind, trying to survive and looking for her lost sister.
Hollyhock.
He briefly considered letting her go this time, to save his ears, but there was no way he could follow through with that trail of thought. Gritting his teeth, he called to her, "Hold on!" and kicked off from his temporary refuge.
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Posted: Fri Jun 12, 2015 5:48 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 12, 2015 6:49 pm
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