The Lost Islands
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The last dance...

Fiasco arrived, knowing Clara would be happy to see him and that she had no idea that Fiasco had comprised with Smiley. It'd been months since she'd seen him. Fiasco snorted and threw his body forward, gaining momentum like a battering ram. Almost 50 meters away from Clara, he skidded to a stop. Walking, he stood behind Clara. "Clara." he taunted playfully. Clara whipped around to the right as Fiasco moved to her left. Fiasco's big and whiskery muzzle tapped her whithers. Again, she whipped around, spotting Fiasco. "Fiasco!" she cried out with joy. Clara's unborn colt kicked her stomach again, she snorted. Clara smiled as Smiley, her protector whom possessed the key to her heart, told the herd her own position. Perseus... she thought, That's what I'll name it if it's a boy. Her head was playing tricks on her, thinking over the name many times. The aroma was full of autumn air and leaves covered the ground. Clara smiled and laughed. "And I'm pretty smooth with rules. I'm not likely to bust you for something unless it's really that bad." she whispered and winked. A while later, she would go to the falls to think a while. But surely Smiley wouldn't let her go alone.
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