all lives are made in these small hours [[birth]] Posted on October 3, 2012 at 03:54:48 AM by Tallynne & Soljor
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Tallynne had been in the secluded grove for a while now. The birds had passed by the painted mare and offered a curious glance. She seemed to be in pain, grunting and moving her legs, stomping at the ground. She looked like she was about to explode in the last few weeks.
She was convinced it was a boy. It had to be. Only that could have made her so large and step so heavily. She couldn't even go down to the beaches because her bulk would not move well on the sand. Instead she had stayed up by the watering hole in the shade for the last few weeks.
And now the end was in sight. She was ready for it to be over. She was done with being unable to move, over eating, and all the rest. She loved O Melhor, but she wanted this child out.