There was a feast to observe. The field was well-soiled. Despite its dryness, it was unbearably wide. The entirety of the conventional was welcomed with the madness of the herd of horses. I was with a lovely woman, the proximity was bearable and sweet, like a natural companion. We were searching for a proper seat on the edges of the field, but realized that expectant groups occupied the property.
Holding her hands, we searched for cheap seats and decided to stay in the middle of the edge. Suddenly, a wild horse came running all over, its direction towards us. We panicked, but we ran in time. The groups started to ran around, following the madness the horse started.
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