Innocent the Leyma

Innocent is sprawled out by a small pond in the backyard, gazing wistfully into her reflection and dipping one auburn hoof into the water. She watches the ripples march away in their regimented and unbroken lines, and she imagines that she is sending them off to battle. The thought of her little army fighting frightens Innocent, so she stops, and watches an autumn leaf twirl across the surface of the pond. She imagines she were twirling. She'd like to be a dancer.

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