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Date Posted: 21:57:50 11/13/01 Tue
Author: Ivy
Subject: *A small girl walks into the Livery alone

She looks to be about three to four years old. Her dark green eyes seem too big for her face as she looks up at the horses. She seems amazed but also sad at the same time. She reaches up to pet one of the horses, but is too short to reach it over the door of the stall. She begins to mumble something to the horse. It sounds very odd, it's not English, but it's hard to tell what it is exactly because of the low murmuring voice she is using. She looks around to find something to climb up on but finds nothing she wants to use and is unable to get any higher than she is and has to content herself to looking up at the horse and talking to it from her current position. She seems to love horses, or perhaps animals in general or perhaps even an animal in her past that she is missing for some reason or another. She pulls her legs up under her tattered dress as she sits just far enough away from the horse to be able to talk to it without looking directly up at it or sitting under it, she talks to the horse as if it were a person she was familiar with and was used to talking to on a regular basis.

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