Just Another Day

otem You'll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley You can tell the sun in his jealous sky when we walked in fields of gold The Rift was certainly a strange place, and Otem had seen many unique things since coming here. Bizarre creatures that didn't seem like they could be real, horses with bizarre and unearthly mutations...Even Otem herself had changed since coming here: her dapples glowed faintly and there were oak leaves in her mane that never seemed to grow old or fall out. But she'd never seen anything quite as wonderous as the mare before her. Doused in rainbow hues against a midnight backdrop, the pegasus was like a dark prism. Her lean arabian body made Otem's heavier and longer one look disproportionate and almost gangly. Swallowing down a few sharp stabs of what might have been jealousy, the autumn-coloured mare moved from the trees without trying to quiet her movements. She didn't want to appear as though she was sneaking up on anyone. "Hello?" She called after the mare. "Did you just come through? Or ... are you from here?"

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