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The Battle

December 16, 2009
By Anonymous

Again today I notice Comet’s eyes glittering wickedly, battle-thirsty. I cringe when I see the sticky blood dripping from his bridled lips. Why doesn’t he forfeit his losing fight?

A glimmer in the sand catches my eye, and I recognize the tip of a broken spur.

And there lies Rachelle.


The author's comments:
This is an attempt at writing 55-fiction. Let me know how it is. :)

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