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He stood and watched as Wynn shed her equine form, rising from the aura as though she had been reborn entirely. All that remained of her true form was the thick wirey mop of terribly unkempt hair upon her hear.
Coltyn presented a faded green tunic to the one he called his sister, his neutral response to her transformation expressing that it was something he had seen many times before.
Wynn greeted him in the only way she remembered how, a frantic wave of her right hand and a smile.
Elsewhere.
Some time later, we arrived at a house that looked as though it belonged on a postcard, or as a painting in one of the many cafes and B&Bs we passed on the journey. The estate sat nestled amongst the grassy valleys, surrounded by fields and oceans of unkempt foliage. The sound of bleating sheep could be heard even from within Dad’s car.
See ya later, horse.
Oh heck- Forgot about him for a second.
I wonder if she’ll let me touch her?
they don’t bite do they?
We don’t get that many horses back home. I don’t quite live in a huge city- but its not like there’s a bunch of farms around either.
Generally we spend at least one week in summer camping out here- near the moors and such. Usually there’s a bunch of ponies and stuff, but i’ve never really stopped and looked at them- not quite like this at least.
Not quite as close as this anyway.
While my dad was filling the tank with petrol, I decided to visit the local wildlife.
Dad mentioned in such a dad-like way that this horse was a hint as to how I would be spending the following summer.
Perhaps Auntie B has a horse? I wouldn’t know. I’ve never even met her.
Horses smell.
Brain fog.
it’s so thick.
Swiss cheese memories that I I want to remember-
But I just can’t.
We’re still in the middle of nowhere.
We seem to have been driving for an eternity.
I like it in the car though. Even a guy like me can appreciate the passing scenery... Did that sound gay? That probably sounded really gay.
I’m not gay.
My name is Jake Baker. Legal name- Jacob Baker, at least that’s what it says on my bank card. Most people I know call me Jake though.
I had an accident a little while back- I don’t remember very much about that day.
Since then i’ve been struggling with some pretty bad brain fog; My parents also started getting on my case a whole lot about how I suddenly became so ‘lazy’ and ‘useless’.
Not that it means much to them, but it really gets to me when they speak like that.
Anyway. Even though i’d be so much happier just spending my summer at home with my videogames in the warm glow of my computer screen- they’re sending me to spend the summer at my aunt’s place.
They didn’t really tell me much else.. Just that it’s for my own good.
What do they know, it isn’t like they can know me any better than I know myself,
right?