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A sigh escaped her maw as daggers brought the ivory mare farther into the field. Famulus pushed through the wind, which had picked up, hoping to find a place to wade out the sandstorm. Yet so far, the unlucky mare had found no place to rest, and was probably go in circles, knowing her luck.
Luck. What a fickle thing. One day it could give you the perfect life, finding the right stallion and the right place. Then the next, it could all collapse around you. The stallion turns out to be dark, or dead, and your new home burns to the ground. Yes, luck is definitely a fickle thing.
Famulus tried to turn away from her mind's rant and try to find someplace to just lay down out of the wind. For a brief moment, she thought she could see something moving out in the sandstorm, but passed it off for just the wind blowing the sand about. Would that be a fatal error or not?
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