
Whiskey Lullaby
I'll love her till I die
When the landlord came to collect her rent, he was met with an angry stench and a lifeless carcass, a crumpled paper in her hoof. The writing was shaky, but it was readable.
'I'll love her till I die.'
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The wind tugged lightly at the page gripped in the mare's hoof, a faded picture the final statement of her only real love


2385 words: Estimated 12 minutes to read
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