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This is an old picture that I did not upload for so long due to business and not being sure about how to write its story.

Before: Lonely Clydesdale

The Clydesdale was not alone in his musings as he hid away from the devastation outside the school. Amid the leaping fires that crackled from the cracked earth his ears caught a tinkling noise behind him. Though he was curious, he still brooded on his worries.

"What's the matter, big boy?" a voice asked.

Trouble Shoes turned around, and he noticed a small white horse patting his back. Next to the Shetland were two cans — from whatever Trouble knew with his equine knowledge, the Shetland might had carries them with his teeth.

"Everything outside is burning, and my home and my owners are gone," Trouble lamented.

"At least you still have me," the little white horse consoled. "Now, would you like to have a drink?"

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Posted previously at: 2019-06-04T12:17:37 | Posted previously by: HorsesandMuchMOAR