It is light.
It is light and there is pain.
Then it is over.
The flock walks on the ground behind She Who Leads. Walks around Our Other. The flock surrounds Our Other. Protects Our Other. Our Other must be protected. There is Other Other now. Other Other follows behind. Always behind. Always walking on the ground next to the horse with feet that hurt, that kick, that crush. The flock must beware the feet that crush. The flock must not be crushed. Beware! Beware!
The flock must beware Other Other, for the flock does not know Other Other. Other Other is strange and stranger to Our Other and the flock. Our Other does not trust Other Other. The flock does not trust Other Other. Though Other Other does not smell bad. She Who Knows likes to smell Other Other. Smells nice. Smells kind. Smiles nice. Smiles kind. Eyes nice. Eyes kind.
But the flock must beware Other Other. The flock does not know Other Other. The flock must stay with Our Other, must protect Our Other. It is important. Our Other is important. Our Other will help the flock. The flock must help Our Other. Our Other is part of the flock. The flock must stay with Our Other, must protect Our Other. Protect from Other Other.
She Who Fights does not like Other Other. Other Other bad for sure. She Who Fights is not gentle. Bite.
Other Other comes too close to Our Other. Bite.
Talks to Our Other. Bite.
Watches Our Other. Bite.
Smiles at Our Other. Bite.
Looks at Our Other. Bite. Bite. Bite.
She Who Steals wants to protect Our Other, too. Hiss. Bite. Does not like to bite Other Other. Other Other tastes bad. Hurts teeth. She Who Steals hurts to bite Other Other. And Other Other has shinies. Shinies are pretty. Shinies are shiny. She Who Steals likes the shinies, wants the shinies, needs the shinies. She Who Steals takes the shinies. Other Other tries to take the shinies from She Who Steals. Bite. Mistake. Other Other tastes bad. Hurts teeth. She Who Steals hurts to bite Other Other.
The flock does not like the ground, does not like to walk. But the flock must walk. Walk on and on and on. She Who Honks wants to rest. The flock cannot rest, must not rest. The flock must walk. The path makes She Who Honks sleepy. She Who Honks wants to rest, wants to sleep, needs to sleep. Cannot sleep on the path. The flock will not let her sleep on the path. The flock must walk. Walk on and on and on. But She Who Honks can sleep if she walks, too. She Who Honks sleeps on the horse, the back of the horse with feet that hurt, that kick, that crush. Sleeps while the horse walks, and then She Who Honks does not need to walk. The horse will walk for She Who Honks. And She Who Honks stays with the flock. With the flock and Our Other. And with Other Other. Other Other who lets She Who Honks sleep on the horse with feet that hurt, that kick, that crush. Other Other who is strange and stranger. Who smells nice and kind. Smiles nice and kind. With eyes nice and kind. Other Other with the shinies that She Who Steals can keep. Other Other walks behind the flock. Always behind.
The flock can walk on.
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Flight of the Five Swans
FantasyDuring a peaceful trip to Deturus, the Kyorian princesses find themselves on the wrong end of enchantment. Pursued by enemies and with all odds against them, it is up to soft-spoken Raia to break the spell placed over her sisters-before she loses th...
