The Stables, Thursday Morning (10/25)

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Escaping from her room -- and her dream -- this morning had sent Beauty on a beeline for the familiarity of the stables. She'd seen to Greatheart and sent him out into the paddock, stopped to share an apple with Trenor, and then found a sunny spot next to the building where she could sit and read. She'd kicked off her boots and was enjoying the feeling of the grass under her feet, despite the coolness of the weather, and kept one eye on the sky for threats of rain.

She was reading, and definitely not brooding over something she'd heard on the radio last night. Well, mostly reading, and mostly not brooding.

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