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Post by Koapele on Dec 4, 2006 21:37:07 GMT -5
Truth walked into the gap.she had heard tales of ghost horses.most were true.most were living.the stallion at her old home.she had met him.ghost horses were smart.
As she walked,movements caught her eye.birds.at one loud *crack* of a quite large bird landing on an old branch made her jump.
Stop being so jumpy.you'll be fine she thought to herself
she stopped.it was dusk and she need to stay somewhere.this would be fine for tonight...
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