4:40 am. Cutting it real close here, I know. It was a late night.
Blue cursed as he fell to the floor, landing hard. Raven’s
horse stood in the middle of the path, looking just as bored as Raven often did
and doing nothing to assist Blue in mounting. He stood and made another attempt
to climb into the saddle, only to fall immediately out again. A third attempt
put him precariously in the saddle, but before he had chance to even slip his
feet into the stirrups the horse bolted, causing Blue to fall out of the saddle
yet again. For the sake of simplicity and his health he decided he would walk.
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