A crack of lightning danced across the sky and the thunder drummed through my ears louder. I splashed through the thick mud, covering my white and brown legs in the sticky, brown liquid. I urged myself further into the shadowy night, quickly dodging a fallen log. I could feel the sweat dripping down my sleek coat as the heavy rain began to pound over me. I left the canopy of trees and out into the open field, hidden in long grass. Every strand tickled the sides of my belly, legs and flanks. I continued on, pushing my hooves deep into mud. The pounding rain began to overpower the constant drumming of hooves. I spun my head around to search for him, for that large, strong stallion who was the Sire to the foal being brought to life inside of me. I called for him, raising my voice over the unseasonable I rain. It began to echo through the scarce amount of trees. There was no reply.

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- Sophie AKA CreationistheThing