I am riding, the task to which I set most of my time here, and gladly so for the weather is fair and England has a lengthy stride and a constitution well suited to barreling both through jungle and over stretches of sand. Today we have been putting ourselves to the former, the abundant lengths of my wig tied in many tight loops at the back of my
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ShorHor noticed the other horse first and clomped over to look up at him speculatively. Up and up and up.
Shadow watched this exchange for a few seconds before glancing over at the horse's owner.
"Afternoon."
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"Good afternoon," I reply, walking nearer. England, massive a horse and the stranger is a man, has dropped his head the distance requisite to greet the pony.
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"That's quite the horse you've got," he said. "You get to ride here often?"
Small talk. He'd never been good at small talk.
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"Though it is the first time I have come upon the stage. I did not know there were players, here."
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