A clamor of hooves disrupted the young mare, and she looked behind her to see a stallion that vaguely resembled a candy cane coming towards her.
She flicked her feathered tail and turned back to the lake.
"Watching," she answered, her voice thick like honey. "And waiting."
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- Thu Oct 02, 2008 5:42 pm
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A Harvest Moon
It was dark, and the glade was silent besides the croaking of katydids and crickets. The lake rippled under a brilliant harvest moon, a fine sheet of gold laid out to welcome guests. The grass waved in a cold breeze, whipping this way and that in an effort to remain stationary. If it wasn't so cold,...