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Post by Jai on Jul 6, 2009 10:36:35 GMT -5
Angel's strength had left her. She wanted to die. She was getting older, and she could feel that her time was soon in coming. She felt so worthless, unloved, not wanted. The grey mare was still stunningly beautiful, but she didn't think life was worth living any longer. When you're all alone, what's the use of being alive? Her own son had disowned her, she had no friends, nothing left. She stood against a tree just inside the forest, separated from the rest of the herd, just waiting for everything to end. Her deep brown eyes closed slowly and she sighed.
Chance lipped listlessly at the grass near the river. The sweet blades tickled her lips, urging her to eat them, but she wasn't hungry. The young mare was skinny and alone. She hadn't eaten for days, and when she did eat, it wasn't nearly enough to sustain her. Her family was gone, except for her mother. But she just wanted to be alone, and that had rubbed off on Chance. The sweet buckskin mare wished things had never changed. That everything could just be the way it was. And that she could have her family back.
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