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A Memory of Boltin
Submitted by Brynleigh on August 7th, 2023
It wasn't quite a memory. Perhaps a memory intertwined with a dream. Darkness around them. The smell of time-battered canvas tents and soiled straw. He was not hidden away with the other stolen horses, but standing beside her. Over her. Protective and noble.
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