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Roylsden #72


As the horse slowly approached, shadowy legs emerged leaving impressions on the mist. The hooves barely touched the ground as it glided nearer. A curfew of silence still governed this world so there was no sound, even when the horse's head lowered and brushed mine.
I watched in awe as my small hand rose to stroke its muzzle, but its head shied away.
It's okay I heard a soothing, gentle voice say: it may have been mine, I neither knew nor cared.
Then my fingers touched its cheek and in an explosion of blinding colours, I fell to my knees.

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    Neville Hunt about 4 years ago

    I love ‘shadowy legs emerged leaving impressions on the mist.’ That is so brilliant in that I know exactly what you mean and I see (imagine) it too. This is such a beautifully crafted and written drabble Drew. I need to know what happens next!😨

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    Drew Martyn about 4 years ago

    That's lovely, Neville, thank you :)

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