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Weekly Contest #153
I approached the stallion from the side to avoid surprising him. Last time I moved too fast he whirled to face me and charged a few steps in my direction. We were both grieving and missed Ebb. I was lost because I was nowhere near done with my studies when she died. He was lost because they had built a living language between them and now it was gone. It had been made of breath, magic, movement and touch, beautiful things. I had four years as Ebb’s student. The stallion, Gravity, had twenty. Now we had inherited one another in a clumsy inve...
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