Words in the Wind
Aug 12, 2015, 11:02 AM
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WORDS IN THE WIND 9 June 2011 . The echoes in her heart-holes sang his name backwards . . . well, she thought they did but perhaps it was the bareback hoof-songs of her unicorn pounding across the plains, her hands entangled in his glorious mane, her hair flying, as she drank the wind, wild and free.