Spring Is Coming

She was gorgeous, with a hid the color of the shimmering moonlight, a singular horn upon her brow with an ethereal glow, and those deep dark eyes that spoke of worlds yet unknown. She had wandered into our forest and seemed to be trying to find something. Did she lose a mate? perhaps a colt?... Continue Reading →

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