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Black horse and the raging ocean waves of the thunderstorm. The majestic stallion & raging sea & the storm have power beyond our control.

Why We Should Stop Seeking Happiness

(Open rp, be her) We cupped our hands over our mouths and let out a whistle, our special whistle one we created to call our horses. Soon they came, galloping through the water on their way to us. I grabbed Sarah's hand as they arrived towards us. I put my hand on Shadow's black nose and smiled. Sarah climbed on Ghost's back and I mounted Shadow "Race you to the barn." Sarah smiled, I laughed "You're on." I put a hand on Shadow's neck as he stomped his foot,"We got this boy."

An entry from Quite Continental

that's really how it feels like to be out there, with roar and tiny splashes all over your face

“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.”