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Riding High (Jacareth)
When the sun began its retreat from the sky, I called a halt to our ride. The unicorns were tired, having pushed themselves to cover as much ground as possible. Our resting spot was not so bad. There was a stream nearby and good foraging for the unicorns. The warriors dismounted and let the unicorns settle themselves. http://Writing.Com/authors/chrysanthys
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