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The spring was bright and kind and the sun smiled on the world; El Toro smiled back. He had status now, and a name worth knowing, and when they stared he knew they were not thinking of the black bull or of his wingless shoulders but of the Champion, the shining marble stallion with a lion at his side, tracking ice and fire step by step.
He decided to take a small vacation from Solterra; the sun burned hotter every day that passed and soon he would be huddled beneath a cloak. Try as he might, his skin would always get burned.
What Hajduk spotted Toro did not know, but it sent the young lion charging off. The glee that sparked through their connection sent the white stallion right after him, galloping across the plains. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d done so with a light heart.
It is then that he sees her: a lovely golden mare, cutting the breeze like sunlight across the grasses. Hajduk falls back to bound alongside Toro as they approach the mare, and soon they are running next to her. ”Hello, sunshine!” he calls, grinning.
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the sun I breathe awakens me
and she’s divine
and she’s divine
