Story Snippet: Kilorn

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Mare. On the screen but more than on thing is wrong. Everything is wrong. She is bent. She is plodding. She is motionless but moving. She is not a bridled furry but a broken animal. When tears splash, my chest caves in. Mare Barrow does not cry. She may slink away and lick her wounds like everyone, but she doesn't cry, not in public. Not for the audience. One drip and I am on my knees. She has given up. She is displaying weakness. She is not Mare Barrow. The impostor-king has ruined her. The exiled price, it's his fault. She wouldn't be kneeling if it weren't for him.


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