Post by lovestogallop on Jun 25, 2006 23:29:00 GMT -5
Arella trotted slowly up to each plot where each horse had a special plot where a loved one had put something nice about them.
Wow
she thought slowly.
These horses died noble, honorable deaths. When I die I wish to die as these horses did.
The silver head bowed her cranium low in respect, and turned, banner low, and walked slowly away.
Wow
she thought slowly.
These horses died noble, honorable deaths. When I die I wish to die as these horses did.
The silver head bowed her cranium low in respect, and turned, banner low, and walked slowly away.
