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Post by calliefan234 on Jun 24, 2012 15:37:41 GMT -5
I get on Harley, rubbing his neck. I walk up to the ring, where the highest jumps are set to 4'9. After warming up, I close my eyes and take a deep breath. Memories flooded my mind. Essex Fall Show, Harley rearing, losing Alex, my brother in his wheelchair, Jenna yelling at me. I let everything leave my body. When I opened my eyes, I saw only the jumps. I move Harley over the 1st 2 jumps, a crossrail and a vertical, easily. Harley soared over a faux stone wall and launched over a triple oxer. We were cantering toward the liverpool when Harley's muscles tensed like rocks. He slid to a stop and I flew over the jump. "ugh..." I got up and dusted myself off when I heard the arena gate open.
notes: waiting for template mood: hurting outfit: later
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