Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Excerpt from a story I'm working on...

Galloping through the English Countryside Elizabeth could feel the warm breath of her Royal White Steed snorting the wind. She didn’t know this would be their final picnic together. Jumping from her prize mount she ran into a meadow clutching her basket.

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