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the horses

And all those four legged marching horses galloped but centaurs never made of them with rising speed they advance but as the fierce force raised I saw as the animalistic feet, hooves gradually took on the characteristics of man looking on I knew that which they had become horses of war in the flesh of my fellow human beings some fell before undergoing the change others thereafter a mix of bestial and humane cocktail of screams some of the human horses for naturally as they were human attempted to ride their former selves the dying did this profusely as the horses below them intermingled with their blood each turning into wood shelving steed and mounter complete with a slew of cabinets in the side that when surgical pulled out as shelves of such furniture are reveal the new , fresh army uniforms....

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Rejoice

Oh, my brittle winter's heart Thaw and sing a merry tune Let the faded summer last A minute longer, maybe two Oh, my brittle winter's heart Rejoice and remind me too Of all the splendid summers We shared an eternity ago.

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One of Those Nights

One of Those Nights by p.b. wells Every groundball dropped. every pass slapped out of the air. every line that went limp mid-sentence. every note bent so bad the crowd winced. every cue blown like I was born to choke. They come back at 3 a.m.. the poems that should’ve been drowned at birth, the fights where I folded fast, the rejections that came form-letter efficient, all of it crawling out of the dark to kick me in the teeth. They don’t fade. they scratch, they bite, they piss on the rug and laugh while I choke on it all. The Admiral’s in my gut, sloshing gas, licking a match, whispering about the SR9 like it’s holy scripture. and hell, I almost buy it. one little squeeze and poof, the whole ugly circus goes quiet. I laugh, because it’s true. death sounds like bleach, like clean sheets, better than reruns of every fuck-up I ever made. But I don’t. I torch another joint instead, scorch my lungs, blow smoke at the ceiling like I’m charging

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Influx of Horses

After part of her ranch had went up in flames, Emerald set to rebuilding, as well as adding on across the road. The original grounds would now house the english side, or more so the Thoroughbreds and other breeds while the new grounds across the road came home to the western side of Diamond Dagger Ranch, the original plan for the ranch before Emerald had become over ran with Thoroughbreds at a stable closing sale. None the less the new grounds now consisted of a vet building, two barns, livestock barn with pasture, fowl barn with paddock, an indoor arena and a large pasture. With the finishing of the building in the new year, Emerald soon began adding horses to the barn, first a group of 13 horses were to be coming. The first to come were 5 island born horses, DDR Mountain Man - 3yo Appy Stallion, DDR Roaning A Mile - 3yo Mustang Mare, DDR Bayside Badass - weanling APH Colt, DDR Dreaming of Topaz - 15yo APH mare and DDR Splashin in Diamonds - 13yo APH mare. Then on a shipping barge

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Horse Prussia x Horse Reader: Part 3: Gil, the BFF

(Y/n): your name (c/c): coat color (e/c): eye color (m/c): mane/tail color (f/c): favorite color ~~ ~~Two months later~~ To quote Gilbert, things at the stud farm in Prussia had become…“unawesome”. That wasn’t to suggest anything was going wrong or that you were uncomfortable, but that things were becoming slow...and boring. Or maybe Gilbert was rubbing off on you, and you thought so by now. Overall, life was good: the people were slowly and steadily earning your trust, although the silver stallion remained at the top of that list, and he gave you subtle hints that he was pleased by your progress. In the last two weeks, you’d allowed a full wash down, cleaned hooves and the simplest of shoes, a well-brushed mane and tail, a woolen stable blanket and, most impressive of all, an embroidered leather (f/c) halter with your personal lead rope. The people didn’t often use the rope, however, because you still went wherever you chose. As for Gilbert, the two of you continued to grow

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Horse Canada x Horse Reader: Part 2

(Y/n): your name (e/c): eye color (c/c): coat color (m/c): mane/tail color ~~ ~~Three days later~~ You had to be honest with yourself: When you were given the choice of all those horses back at the auction, you probably could’ve done much worse than Matthew. Because it was just you and him here, he always gave you attention and asked how you were doing or if you needed anything. His concern was touching and made you feel protected, mainly because you had always protected yourself in the wild. You also saw the benefit of sleeping in a stall every night; you didn’t fear the hooting of owls, but you often flinched when the bushes rustled during the night, even among your herd. In the safety of the little barn, there was no need to startle and you enjoyed the company of the moon and stars. And Matthew. Even he must know by now that you were grateful for his help. The one reason you weren’t anxious all the time was because he was teaching you new words, what they meant and how

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Horse America x Horse Reader: Part 3: Live Wild

(Y/n): your name (c/c): coat color (e/c): eye color (m/c): mane/tail color ~~Warning: Strong language~~ ~~ “…I want to live free, without the pressures of humans. This is what I’ve grown up to be…I’m sorry if it’s not what you expected, but I can’t deny what I am—” Alfred cut you off when he pushed his broad face into your (c/c) neck, nickering in his throat. The curl on his head was long enough to tickle the other side of your neck and when he lifted his head to meet your gaze, you saw his blue eyes held nothing but respect and adoration. “You don’t have to explain anything,” he said, his voice much softer. “You’re my best friend. Besides, we make a good team, don’t we? Yeah...” He nodded, suddenly confident. “If I’m the Hero, then you’re my sidekick! So, as long as we’re together, we can do anything we want!” You had to whicker a chuckle to yourself. Sometimes he could be so cute when he got excited. The set of his blue eyes told you he was trying to think of something.

nikki2142

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Winter's Storm

word count: 2,106 This start to the winter was a very cold one, it was only nov. and there was 3 feet of snow on the ground Which was already a lot for this area. My beloved Skylar was away at a horse health & safety conference, for another 2 weeks. And of course I missed her, but…just before she left she was acting strangely….just not Herself….I just could not put my finger on it. It was 11 o-clock…its time to do the morning routine exercise, So I haltered Amber & Moon, and headed to the indoor ring. I knew Amber was “climbing the walls” from Boredom and lack of exercise, and moon needed to loose weight….the horses are not getting out as ...

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One stormy night...

word count: 2000+ It was a more than a year later after the accident of Skylar. It was just a mere distant memory. Now in early Sept. the days were just as hot as last year with cooling nights. We decided to leave the mares outside Tonight in the mare field with their foals, all except Grace and her foal(which was a colt). I noticed that the Colt was not doing so well over the last few days…he was only a week old. He was golden palomino coat, With smoke cream Maine & tail…he had the same flame like markings as his granddad. You see he was so Spry just a couple of days ago, and now…he was weak. I told the staff to keep their eye on him toni...

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Trial by WildFire...

word count: 1025 words It was a normal calm evening, the stars where painting the sky with thousand diamonds. The crickets were chirping & the horses at peace. Skylar & the other stable staff. Gone to do night check on the horses, all of us were unaware of the danger that was, Coming our way… meanwhile 5 miles away from our ranch on the other side of the mountains, firefighters were trying to get the upper hand on a wild fire. As I sit on the porch, drinking my evening tea. Skylar has finished her work for the night, and was coming back towards the house she said that amber & Grace, were acting like themselves tonight. She said it was lik...

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the horses

And all those four legged marching horses galloped but centaurs never made of them with rising speed they advance but as the fierce force raised I saw as the animalistic feet, hooves gradually took on the characteristics of man looking on I knew that which they had become horses of war in the flesh of my fellow human beings some fell before undergoing the change others thereafter a mix of bestial and humane cocktail of screams some of the human horses for naturally as they were human attempted to ride their former selves the dying did this profusely as the horses below them intermingled with their blood each turning into wood shelving steed and mounter complete with a slew of cabinets in the side that when surgical pulled out as shelves of such furniture are reveal the new , fresh army uniforms....

Literature

Rejoice

Oh, my brittle winter's heart Thaw and sing a merry tune Let the faded summer last A minute longer, maybe two Oh, my brittle winter's heart Rejoice and remind me too Of all the splendid summers We shared an eternity ago.

Literature

One of Those Nights

One of Those Nights by p.b. wells Every groundball dropped. every pass slapped out of the air. every line that went limp mid-sentence. every note bent so bad the crowd winced. every cue blown like I was born to choke. They come back at 3 a.m.. the poems that should’ve been drowned at birth, the fights where I folded fast, the rejections that came form-letter efficient, all of it crawling out of the dark to kick me in the teeth. They don’t fade. they scratch, they bite, they piss on the rug and laugh while I choke on it all. The Admiral’s in my gut, sloshing gas, licking a match, whispering about the SR9 like it’s holy scripture. and hell, I almost buy it. one little squeeze and poof, the whole ugly circus goes quiet. I laugh, because it’s true. death sounds like bleach, like clean sheets, better than reruns of every fuck-up I ever made. But I don’t. I torch another joint instead, scorch my lungs, blow smoke at the ceiling like I’m charging

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SkyWolfSpirit

Literature

Influx of Horses

After part of her ranch had went up in flames, Emerald set to rebuilding, as well as adding on across the road. The original grounds would now house the english side, or more so the Thoroughbreds and other breeds while the new grounds across the road came home to the western side of Diamond Dagger Ranch, the original plan for the ranch before Emerald had become over ran with Thoroughbreds at a stable closing sale. None the less the new grounds now consisted of a vet building, two barns, livestock barn with pasture, fowl barn with paddock, an indoor arena and a large pasture. With the finishing of the building in the new year, Emerald soon began adding horses to the barn, first a group of 13 horses were to be coming. The first to come were 5 island born horses, DDR Mountain Man - 3yo Appy Stallion, DDR Roaning A Mile - 3yo Mustang Mare, DDR Bayside Badass - weanling APH Colt, DDR Dreaming of Topaz - 15yo APH mare and DDR Splashin in Diamonds - 13yo APH mare. Then on a shipping barge

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Horse Prussia x Horse Reader: Part 3: Gil, the BFF

(Y/n): your name (c/c): coat color (e/c): eye color (m/c): mane/tail color (f/c): favorite color ~~ ~~Two months later~~ To quote Gilbert, things at the stud farm in Prussia had become…“unawesome”. That wasn’t to suggest anything was going wrong or that you were uncomfortable, but that things were becoming slow...and boring. Or maybe Gilbert was rubbing off on you, and you thought so by now. Overall, life was good: the people were slowly and steadily earning your trust, although the silver stallion remained at the top of that list, and he gave you subtle hints that he was pleased by your progress. In the last two weeks, you’d allowed a full wash down, cleaned hooves and the simplest of shoes, a well-brushed mane and tail, a woolen stable blanket and, most impressive of all, an embroidered leather (f/c) halter with your personal lead rope. The people didn’t often use the rope, however, because you still went wherever you chose. As for Gilbert, the two of you continued to grow

Literature

Horse Canada x Horse Reader: Part 2

(Y/n): your name (e/c): eye color (c/c): coat color (m/c): mane/tail color ~~ ~~Three days later~~ You had to be honest with yourself: When you were given the choice of all those horses back at the auction, you probably could’ve done much worse than Matthew. Because it was just you and him here, he always gave you attention and asked how you were doing or if you needed anything. His concern was touching and made you feel protected, mainly because you had always protected yourself in the wild. You also saw the benefit of sleeping in a stall every night; you didn’t fear the hooting of owls, but you often flinched when the bushes rustled during the night, even among your herd. In the safety of the little barn, there was no need to startle and you enjoyed the company of the moon and stars. And Matthew. Even he must know by now that you were grateful for his help. The one reason you weren’t anxious all the time was because he was teaching you new words, what they meant and how

Literature

Horse America x Horse Reader: Part 3: Live Wild

(Y/n): your name (c/c): coat color (e/c): eye color (m/c): mane/tail color ~~Warning: Strong language~~ ~~ “…I want to live free, without the pressures of humans. This is what I’ve grown up to be…I’m sorry if it’s not what you expected, but I can’t deny what I am—” Alfred cut you off when he pushed his broad face into your (c/c) neck, nickering in his throat. The curl on his head was long enough to tickle the other side of your neck and when he lifted his head to meet your gaze, you saw his blue eyes held nothing but respect and adoration. “You don’t have to explain anything,” he said, his voice much softer. “You’re my best friend. Besides, we make a good team, don’t we? Yeah...” He nodded, suddenly confident. “If I’m the Hero, then you’re my sidekick! So, as long as we’re together, we can do anything we want!” You had to whicker a chuckle to yourself. Sometimes he could be so cute when he got excited. The set of his blue eyes told you he was trying to think of something.

nikki2142

Literature

Winter's Storm

word count: 2,106 This start to the winter was a very cold one, it was only nov. and there was 3 feet of snow on the ground Which was already a lot for this area. My beloved Skylar was away at a horse health & safety conference, for another 2 weeks. And of course I missed her, but…just before she left she was acting strangely….just not Herself….I just could not put my finger on it. It was 11 o-clock…its time to do the morning routine exercise, So I haltered Amber & Moon, and headed to the indoor ring. I knew Amber was “climbing the walls” from Boredom and lack of exercise, and moon needed to loose weight….the horses are not getting out as ...

Literature

One stormy night...

word count: 2000+ It was a more than a year later after the accident of Skylar. It was just a mere distant memory. Now in early Sept. the days were just as hot as last year with cooling nights. We decided to leave the mares outside Tonight in the mare field with their foals, all except Grace and her foal(which was a colt). I noticed that the Colt was not doing so well over the last few days…he was only a week old. He was golden palomino coat, With smoke cream Maine & tail…he had the same flame like markings as his granddad. You see he was so Spry just a couple of days ago, and now…he was weak. I told the staff to keep their eye on him toni...

Literature

Trial by WildFire...

word count: 1025 words It was a normal calm evening, the stars where painting the sky with thousand diamonds. The crickets were chirping & the horses at peace. Skylar & the other stable staff. Gone to do night check on the horses, all of us were unaware of the danger that was, Coming our way… meanwhile 5 miles away from our ranch on the other side of the mountains, firefighters were trying to get the upper hand on a wild fire. As I sit on the porch, drinking my evening tea. Skylar has finished her work for the night, and was coming back towards the house she said that amber & Grace, were acting like themselves tonight. She said it was lik...

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the horses

Rejoice

One of Those Nights

Influx of Horses

Horse Prussia x Horse Reader: Part 3: Gil, the BFF

Horse Canada x Horse Reader: Part 2

Horse America x Horse Reader: Part 3: Live Wild

Winter's Storm

One stormy night...

Trial by WildFire...

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the horses

Rejoice

One of Those Nights

Influx of Horses

Horse Prussia x Horse Reader: Part 3: Gil, the BFF

Horse Canada x Horse Reader: Part 2

Horse America x Horse Reader: Part 3: Live Wild

Winter's Storm

One stormy night...

Trial by WildFire...

Rt3205- EMD SD70ACe #1069 de Norfolk Southern

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the horses

Rejoice

One of Those Nights

Influx of Horses

Horse Prussia x Horse Reader: Part 3: Gil, the BFF

Horse Canada x Horse Reader: Part 2

Horse America x Horse Reader: Part 3: Live Wild

Winter's Storm

One stormy night...

Trial by WildFire...

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