Flash Fiction #13--June 2nd 2024---Sunday · 10:39am June 2nd
A Overworked Mare
In a tree shaped library, the resident unicorn, was up late.
Her horn glows- illuminating the wrinkled, ancient pages on her desk.
“Cursed thing.” Twilight said. Her hoove attempting to rub the ache from her eyes.
Turning at the odd thought. Where they...?
"Hmm...they're ok? Yes. Yes. Of course..." She whisphered. And, the night and its moon, streaming in from her window, where her only companions.
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