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The Girl with Golden Hair

I realized that she was as poorly off as us. Too young to do any good and too old to use her tears to make things happen for her. I saw her life stretched out before her; the past that she had spilled to me in crisp detail. She would amount to nothing. A girl with golden hair can never live up to expectation. And a human with a horse body can never be more than a beast.

“Where are all the people?” she asked. I neighed, unsure. Why would they hide in their caves when two strangers appeared?
Court Bindings

Then there's the sparrow you set to chirping an alert whenever someone approaches your suite from the palace courtyard. After several days, it falls to the ground and is no doubt claimed by some hungry scavenger. It had too diminutive a mind to realize it could serve you longer by taking time to eat and sleep.

The sparrow had too diminutive a mind to realize it could serve you longer by taking time to eat and sleep.
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“Where are all the people?” she asked. I neighed, unsure. Why would they hide in their caves when two strangers appeared?
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