hurricane
2 years ago
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"The wind blew across the plain grassy field, the sky a beautiful pale blue that started off as a darker blue and faded into a paler and lighter tone, and the sun glared down unto the earth, shining it's strong, warm light across the earth, providing warmth. The gelding galloped across the vast grassy field, his mane blowing with the wind, strands of his silky smooth blonde mane blowing across his face and neck. His gorgeous bronze eyes that glowed as the sun hit his face, his mouth that opened as he neighed loudly, and his pink nostrils widening as he fought to take in more air while he ran. He was stressed—spooked—yet, none knew why. Despite the fear in his eyes, he looked elegant. His golden coat, to his cream mane and his bronze eyes, he was truly a sight to behold. He is not fully broke, the wild horse within him evident, evermore showing off his beauty."
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