Wednesday, 29 January 2014

Drabble 29



5:47. Really fucking late I know.

As she was running through the woods the strange tingling continued to spread through the horse’s back, an odd ache now covering her shoulders. Eventually it became too much and she stopped, fell to the ground, convulsing. She felt the skin at her shoulders stretch but didn’t understand what was happening. She lay on the ground, panting, until the ache in her shoulders subsided, her skin no longer stretched, and she found she could stand again, though with an odd weight now at her front. She walked, carefully, in the direction she had been running, desperate to escape the woods.

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