Finished 4:00 on the dot.
There was only one thing that Tzu wasn’t prepared for. “Why
does my horse have wings?” asked Raven, staring, dumbfounded, at his newly
winged horse. “Why does my horse have fucking wings?” Raven asked again.
“I don’t know and it’s not important;” snapped Tzu, “just
shut up and get on the damn thing.” Raven continued to stand and stare,
wondering what could possibly have happened during his absence and, more importantly,
just how he was supposed to ride a winged horse – he wasn’t even sure how he
was supposed to get into the saddle with the wings blocking the way.
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