Tuesday, 28 January 2014

Drabble 28



Finished 4:40. Late, I know.

The horse floated motionlessly in the air for a moment. It was uncomfortable, and quickly she began to squirm and struggle, trying to reach her hooves down to the ground. She shook and convulsed, and an odd tingling spread down her back, peaking just at her shoulder blades. One last hard kick and she finally tumbled to the ground, the drop dazing her. She shook herself of and bolted from the circle, back the way they had come. She didn’t know the way back to the road but was sure if she ran long enough that she would reach it.

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