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Walks Far Horse staggers to the Bridge.
(Gentle Crane guards it.)
“Cross! Now!”
“Climb on my back.”
“You’re too weak. Cross!”
Snorting, he begins; she beaks the lashings.
Hooves touching solid ground again, the Bridge falls.
He turns: arrow-pierced wings, plummeting.
Alone again, as usual, Walks Far Horse staggers forth.
THE END
originally posted by: DictionaryOfExcuses
Walks Far Horse staggers to the Bridge.
(Gentle Crane guards it.)
“Cross! Now!”
“Climb on my back.”
“You’re too weak. Cross!”
Snorting, he begins; she beaks the lashings.
Hooves touching solid ground again, the Bridge falls.
He turns: arrow-pierced wings, plummeting.
Alone again, as usual, Walks Far Horse staggers forth.
THE END