Dream Of The White Horse


I dreamed I was riding a white horse through a frozen snow-covered field.

Everything was shades of whites and blues.

The full moon was so big it took up a third of the sky and was reflected in the icy field as if it were a lake.

I got off the horse and she ran ahead of me to where other horses gathered.

I realized that I didn’t have a rein or a rope and it was up to her if she would come back or not.

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