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... it was for a little while. Lerna's mare neighed softly as she shook the prisoned snowflakes out of its glossy mane.
She slowed her mare, in order to slowly let it into the sun. Sun was a rare commodity in Hydra and so whenever it was out, Lerna would run wild beneath it. This is what she did now--enjoy the feel of it on her face. Feeling languid, Lerna patted her mare and scratched her mane as she watched the trees around her. Every other often she would see a blur of white or brown or ...
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