the mare who once was free

fear came upon the small silver mare… she had been captured, caught for her beauty.

 

the large round paddock was strong and showed no evidence of other brumbies. but the silver mare knew that the horses which chased her with men sitting upon their backs once roamed the snowy-mountains.

Lucy gazed at the mare her father had caught only a few hours ago, she watched it rear up on its hind legs and buck and kick. the young mare (Lucy knew) was trying to get out… but that would do no good. she wanted to let that beautiful mare out but no… with a tear, she walked away.

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