She rode bareback atop the sweaty fur of the NightMares again last night.
The hooves quickened pace sounding and resounding in her eardrums.
Their ears lay flat against their dark heads, froth pouring from their lips and bared teeth. Their nostrils flared...crazed eyes; white orbs in a black sky.
The Nightmares ran wild; and she carried with them.
Tendrils of wet mane curling around her eyes so only bits and pieces of the landscape did she see...
Her small damp frame clung tightly to the curve of the spines, the rise and fall of the neck.
The Darkness.
and She was here no More.
She rode naked again on the Nightmares last night. Slick sweat covered fur between her thighs.. Froth and wind blowing past her cheeks as the pounding gathered beneath her.
and She was here. No more.
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