Writing Wednesday: The Newbie

He waves his arms to get my attention and begins galloping, releasing the hand of his latest belle; a cute young girl, petite with dyed brunette hair…

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Writing Wednesday: Guardian

It must be millennia since this task befell me. At least that is how I remember it. Oh, the memories do fade quickly now and I have nothing to replace them with save the change of the seasons. I cannot even remember who commanded me to guard this site or why.