by Rochlia | Sitting at the foot of a tree, a peasant girl watched as the sun rose slowly over the horizon. Though she had marveled at the sight many times before, it still had a special meaning to her. Light danced through the countless rows of trees…

by Westerngirl | I finished painting my perfectly polished nails. The color was Catch Me in Your Net by OPI. I had just bought it and it matched my outfit- A blue ruffled skirt and a plain white button down top and white ballet flats…

by Mara | I was this little pony, and i was as white as the snow. Now for my name is Sugar Belle, but everyone just called me Sugar. All of my friends talked about there dreams of being rode on beaches…

by huskyhorsegirl | The wind whipped miniscule, stinging grains of desert sand into Stacy’s face as the petite, dark-haired girl jumped out of the camouflaged Jeep…

by Leopard Appaloosa | Hay every-horse! My name’s Honey. I’m a VERY beautiful palomino mare (if I do say so myself) and I am here to give you a few tips on, well, everything!

by Findabhair Blacksgote | I screamed. “Ekatrina!!” That was impossible! Ekatrina was dead! I had seen her body, and it had been very much dead. “Are you a ghost?” I asked. I’ve never seen a ghost…

by Findabhair Blacksgote | After dinner Kale crept past Finvarra, who was dancing with Catarin again, and up to her room to wait for Eoghan’s whistle. She almost screamed when someone knocked on the door…

by Findabhair Blacksgote | “You’d better come in,” said Eoghan when Kale had finished telling him her plan. The ball was in his hands now. All she could do was wait. Kale followed docilely. He led her into the study, which was bigger than hers, and filled with seaweed scrolls…

by Findabhair Blacksgote | They went through the whole poem box. Kale found two more poems concerning the ‘tradition’ of sacrificing firstborns. It turned out that the firstborns were sacrificed when they became a threat to Finvarra’s reign…

by Findabhair Blacksgote | Kale walked along after Catarin back down the halls. She hoped she wouldn’t be asked to find her way around by herself ever, because she was lost already, and they had barely gone a few hundred feet…