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Mitty - The horse story
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Chapter 35
The harvest moon shone brightly in the dark sky, it would have cheered me if there were stars, but they were covered by black clouds, shrouding the night in a stillness I couldn't shake off.
My tears had ran dry long since, and my weeping had done nothing except leave a large, festering sore on my heart. So I turned toward the only comfort I had, it was the best kind after all, I turned to God. He is my refuge, and strength, my only hope in time of trouble. I remembered those as the last words my mother spoke to me. I cried to the Lord, and was relieved, a profound sense of peace settled within me and I somehow knew, whether my dear friends survived or not, He would be with me every moment and just the thought of that would be enough to sustain me through anything. He was by me side, and would be for all eternity, that I knew.
I laid my head down and slept for two hours, a deep and happy sleep. I was awakened by a hacking cough. My head snapped in towards Hazel, she was awake! Poor girl, her tortured eyes gleamed with anxiety in the moonlight.
"Mitty," She whispered through dry lips, "I'm going,"
A tear slid out of my eye and my heart swelled with emotion, "I know,"
"Y-you," Her voice faltered and a cough racked her body, then I noticed tears flowing freely, "You were the big sister I never had,"
Her words were precious, how could I reply? I couldn't. I just nudged her with what little I had left in me, and whispered, "I love you,"
Hazel's brown eyes shone with gladness for the last time on mortal earth and the corners of her mouth smiled.
Then her eyes relaxed and her buckskin head fell back, last the beating artery in her neck halted. She was gone.
"Oh, Hazel!" I wept uncontrollably, there was nothing I could DO! She was away, out of my reach, and she left her body behind.
I felt like a wooden log while I heaved to my feet and walked toward Grace. She was grazing, snatching a bite to eat when I approached. She lifted her head and her eyes creased with worry, she must have seen how dejected I looked.
"Did someone die, Mitty?"
"Y-yes," my voice croaked, "My s-sister did, Hazel."
Everyone in the herd knew that me and Hazel were close, I myself didn't realize how close till she died.
"I'm sorry," She nudged me affectionately, "How's Agnes doing?"
"Well, she's not delirious anymore. Just sleeping quietly."
"Hm, good. Have you gotten any sleep?" She inquired.
"Only a couple hours, but I'll be fine. And I think I should leave Agnes alone for now to sleep, so is there anyone else I can look after?"
"I agree. Let's see, I think that you need to go over there and talk to Alastair."
"Why?" I was concerned.
"Everyone else is busy with their jobs, except you, and I think he needs someone to talk too, he looks plain depressed over there." She indicated with her head toward a rise in the earth, the hues of the moonlight softly accented his body, his head was down and his appearance was sagging. I felt bad the moment I saw him and agreed to Graces idea.
I walked toward him, breathing deeply in the saddest night in the world. As I stepped closer, I noticed how preoccupied he was.
"Alastair?" I stood next to him, his head shot up and his eyes were bloodshot.
"What do you want?"
I wasn't bothered by his sharpness, "Are you ok? Did the wolf hurt you too much?"
He sighed, "Naw not me, but my whole herd is! I have lost half of my mares and a lot of my foals."
I nuzzled him, "It's going to be alright in the end. It's painful now. But we'll survive."
He smiled weakly, "Thanks, Mitty."
I bravely faced his saddened demeanor in the moonlight, then grinned impishly, "No problem, Hubs."
The harvest moon shone brightly in the dark sky, it would have cheered me if there were stars, but they were covered by black clouds, shrouding the night in a stillness I couldn't shake off.
My tears had ran dry long since, and my weeping had done nothing except leave a large, festering sore on my heart. So I turned toward the only comfort I had, it was the best kind after all, I turned to God. He is my refuge, and strength, my only hope in time of trouble. I remembered those as the last words my mother spoke to me. I cried to the Lord, and was relieved, a profound sense of peace settled within me and I somehow knew, whether my dear friends survived or not, He would be with me every moment and just the thought of that would be enough to sustain me through anything. He was by me side, and would be for all eternity, that I knew.
I laid my head down and slept for two hours, a deep and happy sleep. I was awakened by a hacking cough. My head snapped in towards Hazel, she was awake! Poor girl, her tortured eyes gleamed with anxiety in the moonlight.
"Mitty," She whispered through dry lips, "I'm going,"
A tear slid out of my eye and my heart swelled with emotion, "I know,"
"Y-you," Her voice faltered and a cough racked her body, then I noticed tears flowing freely, "You were the big sister I never had,"
Her words were precious, how could I reply? I couldn't. I just nudged her with what little I had left in me, and whispered, "I love you,"
Hazel's brown eyes shone with gladness for the last time on mortal earth and the corners of her mouth smiled.
Then her eyes relaxed and her buckskin head fell back, last the beating artery in her neck halted. She was gone.
"Oh, Hazel!" I wept uncontrollably, there was nothing I could DO! She was away, out of my reach, and she left her body behind.
I felt like a wooden log while I heaved to my feet and walked toward Grace. She was grazing, snatching a bite to eat when I approached. She lifted her head and her eyes creased with worry, she must have seen how dejected I looked.
"Did someone die, Mitty?"
"Y-yes," my voice croaked, "My s-sister did, Hazel."
Everyone in the herd knew that me and Hazel were close, I myself didn't realize how close till she died.
"I'm sorry," She nudged me affectionately, "How's Agnes doing?"
"Well, she's not delirious anymore. Just sleeping quietly."
"Hm, good. Have you gotten any sleep?" She inquired.
"Only a couple hours, but I'll be fine. And I think I should leave Agnes alone for now to sleep, so is there anyone else I can look after?"
"I agree. Let's see, I think that you need to go over there and talk to Alastair."
"Why?" I was concerned.
"Everyone else is busy with their jobs, except you, and I think he needs someone to talk too, he looks plain depressed over there." She indicated with her head toward a rise in the earth, the hues of the moonlight softly accented his body, his head was down and his appearance was sagging. I felt bad the moment I saw him and agreed to Graces idea.
I walked toward him, breathing deeply in the saddest night in the world. As I stepped closer, I noticed how preoccupied he was.
"Alastair?" I stood next to him, his head shot up and his eyes were bloodshot.
"What do you want?"
I wasn't bothered by his sharpness, "Are you ok? Did the wolf hurt you too much?"
He sighed, "Naw not me, but my whole herd is! I have lost half of my mares and a lot of my foals."
I nuzzled him, "It's going to be alright in the end. It's painful now. But we'll survive."
He smiled weakly, "Thanks, Mitty."
I bravely faced his saddened demeanor in the moonlight, then grinned impishly, "No problem, Hubs."
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I hope not! More please, it shall never end,
I hope not! More please, it shall never end,
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Okay- two things
1.) great chapters, but Hazel...
now I'll be depressed to do my math homework. Oh well
2.) Will somebody either PM me or post on this thread how to post a new thread? Woo has inspired me to write a story and I'm going to base it off of my bird Molly.
1.) great chapters, but Hazel...
2.) Will somebody either PM me or post on this thread how to post a new thread? Woo has inspired me to write a story and I'm going to base it off of my bird Molly.
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More please!!!!!!
WHY DID YOU MAKE IT SO SAD???
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Aww, of course this isn't the end of the story. Mei&Popcorn, I had to make it sad, Hazel died. I'm about to write another chapter and Agnes might die in this one....
You will just have to wait!! Mwahahaha!
Thechickenwhisperer24 - I'm glad that you are going to write a story about Molly! How you post a story is to go to the top/bottom of the page and you know the yellow button on the bottom/top that says "Post Reply"? Well there is one just like that on the forum topic page that says "Post Topic". Click on that and you write out your first chapter.
I'll look forward to seeing it.
Thechickenwhisperer24 - I'm glad that you are going to write a story about Molly! How you post a story is to go to the top/bottom of the page and you know the yellow button on the bottom/top that says "Post Reply"? Well there is one just like that on the forum topic page that says "Post Topic". Click on that and you write out your first chapter.
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