we sleep inside of this machine

[Ryan de le Poer]

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SOMEWHERE THERE'S A CRACK IN THE SIDEWALK
BIGGER THAN THE SHADOW OF DEATH IN THIS TOWN

A deep chocolate brown mane cascaded down over strikingly mahogany eyes, and Ryan watched with as much interest as a small child might have. The stallion stomped a foot disinterestedly as his long muzzle prodded the earth, unimpressed with this sandy wasteland. She had to silently wonder where he had wandered from and if he was lost. She titled her head, sandy brown hair falling over her shoulders, while she tucked her knees up towards her chest. She had never seen a horse before and wanted to explore further, but was afraid she might startle him and send him off. Furthermore, he was rather large, even though she remained shifted, and she wondered if there was a possibility he might strike at her.



The expanses of Inferni lay forgotten behind her as the young de le Poer watched the palomino stand idly in the fading sunlight. His peach tan color was similar to the fur just behind Ryan’s cheek bones – portraying some sense of warmth. If only she was able to speak to him.

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