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Flicka's breathing remained hard and rough, "Get... Help." she told Brit
Bar Fifty wrote:Mystery smiled slightly as she helped the foal to her feet."Hello,Diablo."she said quietly.
Spirit squealed and lay her head against Mystery's leg."Mama!"she snorted.
Jake walked back outside.He watched the clouds cover the moon.
Joe saw Dorothy and sighed.He leaned against the shack door.




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