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10-06-2012, 10:24 AM
Leyra wandered towards Mauja. This had not been expected, and now her new home had been taken over by filth. She stamped her hoof, agreeing with Alan,"we could have fought, we could of won, yet you called us to runaway."Leyra snorted, her mind and body felt like she could go and get the edge back all by herself."Why can't we attack them, and save those horses that are captured."Leyra felt the cold wind ruffle her mane, and her lion tail lashed at the snow. Her ears were laid back, she went closer to Mauja."We could always attack when they least expect it, but they'll be expecting us for a while."Leyra lowered her head, thinking about those that had been sacrificed to save their herd. Those who were alive but dying, imprisoned by those monsters. Leyra shivered at the thoughts.
Word Count:145
Word Count:145
I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much,
And my scars remind us the past is real
I tear my heart open, just to feel
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My weakness is that I care too much,
And my scars remind us the past is real
I tear my heart open, just to feel
