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tenminutesaday2022-04-18 08:32 am
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Fill: Challenge 41, Lemy-es
Almost caught up.
Sray left the main camp behind and boldly crossed the Milash River. Her mule, Behlsh, sloshed through the belly-deep water and mounted the far bank effortlessly. When the camp was well out of sight Sray exhaled, let the reins slide, and closed her eyes, taking in the country she left behind over fifteen years ago.
The early summer sun was warm and strong, even through the slight breeze that shushed in soft bursts through the scanty desert shrubs. Behlsh slowed and shifted her weight to her haunches before stepping carefully down into a ravine where the air temperature dropped noticably. Sray followed the movements, trusting the molly's impeccable balance and surefootedness as her hips dipped and slid with the movements of the molly's back and legs. Birds chirped and chittered, flapping the staccato beat of small, broad songbird wings.
She could still smell the water and hear the rumble of the Milash moving through its course. Loose rock scraped and scattered under Behlsh's hooves as she mounted the far side of the ravine, lifting Sray with her. At the top the molly paused, tail swishing and blowing the dust from her nostrils in short, powerful bursts. Her body shifted and Sray opened her eyes to see Behlsh staring back, her large ears up questioning where next.
Sray left the main camp behind and boldly crossed the Milash River. Her mule, Behlsh, sloshed through the belly-deep water and mounted the far bank effortlessly. When the camp was well out of sight Sray exhaled, let the reins slide, and closed her eyes, taking in the country she left behind over fifteen years ago.
The early summer sun was warm and strong, even through the slight breeze that shushed in soft bursts through the scanty desert shrubs. Behlsh slowed and shifted her weight to her haunches before stepping carefully down into a ravine where the air temperature dropped noticably. Sray followed the movements, trusting the molly's impeccable balance and surefootedness as her hips dipped and slid with the movements of the molly's back and legs. Birds chirped and chittered, flapping the staccato beat of small, broad songbird wings.
She could still smell the water and hear the rumble of the Milash moving through its course. Loose rock scraped and scattered under Behlsh's hooves as she mounted the far side of the ravine, lifting Sray with her. At the top the molly paused, tail swishing and blowing the dust from her nostrils in short, powerful bursts. Her body shifted and Sray opened her eyes to see Behlsh staring back, her large ears up questioning where next.
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