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08-29-2016, 12:36 AM
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A M P E R E
"Any existence deprived of freedom is a kind of death" -- Michel Aoun After trudging around the desert for a few weeks since her return, Ampere was starting to feel useless. At first the notion of returning had been enough of a task that doing anything else might have crippled her, but slowly she was readjusting to the herd life and day by day she was refreshing the faces of all those she'd left behind. It meant more and more she was left with this hole inside of her, a hole she had previously stuffed full of work, to the point of breaking sometimes. Her tale was much akin to Sohalia's, so it was little surprise that when the pale dove ran across her and murmured some brief information about the Academy, Ampere took an immediate interest. She had shared a similar ideal not too long ago, after a particularly heart breaking blow delivered by her children when they appeared upon the dunes with wolves in An academy, Ampere had decided, was a perfect solution to many of her problems. So she readily followed the Transcended, listening attentively as the mare began to explain her own ideas to the gathering. "I think we can combine it with the church," Ampere spoke up, lifting her head as her blue gaze swept the crowd. "The building has been a massive project for the church, and would be equipped with many of the academy's needs. They could run on alternate cycles, so as to really put the large structure to its best use." That had been Ampere's original plan, and why she had become so eager with seeing the church's construction through previously. |
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