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Gone With The Wind Dancer

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LECTURAS 52
Votos 6
Partes 3
Hora 7m

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What a beautiful world, I thought. I was trying so hard to work on my math homework, but the horses outside kept bothering me. They all looked so wonderful, Ally thought. But there was only one one that stood out from the rest, it's beautiful coat darker than all the other lighter coat colors. They way it pranced around like a dancer, standing apart from all the other silent unmoving horses, to busy to care because they were eating.

Wind Dancer, she thought. I'm gonna call you Wind Dancer. It's was a suitable name, Ally thought as she watched the big, dark, dappled colored horse prancing about, it's hooves looking as if they never touched the ground. But for if she knew all the adventures she'd have with that one horse. She probably never would've thought about riding it, feeling the elegance of it trotting under her.Todos los derechos reservados

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