(Very) Short Story: Two Wild Horses
Two Wild Horses This may not be the best compared to my other works. This is just something spontaneous and I didn't spend too much time on grammar and/or wording. Just enjoy the story :) Sunny and Leila are wild horses. They were young. They were strong. They roam free. Wild, young, and free. Image generated on NightCafe AI generated. You’d see them running wild across the crisp green meadow of Assateague Island , the golden sunshine reflecting on their glossy skins. The sky is a stunning blue, like a sapphire. The wind flowing so swiftly through their mane and tails. They have not a care in the world. They were a pair of wild horses. Partners in crime. Running wild. No one can get in their way. They were wild and free. You’d see these two shabby boney young horses getting in every little mischief. Wild they were, and free. Not a care in the world. Not a care. One day, Leila started to change. She started to grow and mature into a beautiful ho...

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