Thanks to Sonya for hosting #3LineTales, more like 3 paragraphs this week lol.
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The mountains were an ominous pewter.”Woh, there girl. It’s fine, I’m here now.” Jenna filled a bucket with oats and Geneva the horse ate as Jenna brushed the mare’s coat; she led the horse outside then rode her into snow-covered fields.
Later, the heightened gusts of wind against Jenna’s face ached as she fought the gale and returned to the stable. As she cared for Geneva, the wind slammed the stable gate back and forth and Jenna headed towards it when her boots slipped from under her; Jenna’s head hit the floor.
Geneva,concerned for her rider, neighed resoundingly and bucked in her stall. Jenna awoke with blood stark on her fingers from the bump on her head, but she tottered towards Geneva anyways and buried hear cheek in the horse’s snow-colored mane.
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