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Title: Flying
Original
Rating: G
Notes: This is just a quick burst of words I threw together last night. A quick moment that I felt like describing.
The wind rushed against her face, it made her hair swerve and her eyes water. She could feel the horse's muscles work underneath her, hear the thundering of his hoofs as they flew through the forest. She leaned forward, grabbing his mane, letting it caress her cheek, breathing in his sent, as she asked him to go faster. He did as she asked, without hesitation, without question. With his ears pointing forward he accelerated. Her heart skipped a beat as they soared over a fallen tree, she revelled in the feeling, willing it to never end. The feeling of flying.
Original
Rating: G
Notes: This is just a quick burst of words I threw together last night. A quick moment that I felt like describing.
The wind rushed against her face, it made her hair swerve and her eyes water. She could feel the horse's muscles work underneath her, hear the thundering of his hoofs as they flew through the forest. She leaned forward, grabbing his mane, letting it caress her cheek, breathing in his sent, as she asked him to go faster. He did as she asked, without hesitation, without question. With his ears pointing forward he accelerated. Her heart skipped a beat as they soared over a fallen tree, she revelled in the feeling, willing it to never end. The feeling of flying.