It's golden mane flickered under the moon. Like a pool of gold in this silvery light. I watched as it stumbled around awkwardly, one hoof in front of another. It's green eyes were glazed over and I looked on as it fell over. It's breathing was heavy. Stepping forward I traced its mystical body with my eyes from its tail to its horn. I noticed a smell. The strong stench of alcohol was coming from this beautiful creature. I knelt down next to the beast and closed my eyes sinking into a deep sleep.
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Short Stories
General FictionThese are just some stories I wrote after getting some burst of inspiration. They probably won't be any good and will most likely be unfinished. I hope you enjoy reading my random nonsense. (I have no specific genre.) Contents contain descriptions...
