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Post by Sudsies { Phishwaffle } on Apr 29, 2007 15:06:45 GMT -5
Brown eyes stared unseeingly out the window of the café, taking nothing in. Her hands were wrapped around a mug of coffee, feeling it's warmth slowly evaporating as she made no move to drink it. A rare, quiet melancholy had settled over Askett, as her mind wandered to the past several months.
She knew it was no good to linger on the past. What was done was done, nothing would change that. Yet still, she longed for the feeling of a thoroughbred beneath her, the incredible power in the animals's long, smooth strides.
But no, that dream was gone, replaced with the completely different experiance of training racehorses.
Her thoughts strayed to her current project, the chestnut colt Allegro. The colt had speed, she admitted to herself. Though whether he could settle down and tame his wild attitude in order to use it in the middle of a race. well, that was a completely different question.
She raised the mug of coffee to her lips, taking a slow sip of the now nearly-cold drink. Grimacing at the bitter taste, she rose from her seat, grabbing her jacket off the back of her chair and throwing it on, exiting the café to head over to the racetrack.
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