Evening ride

She rode the edge of the world, where wind met salt and silence.

 

Evening spilled gold across the sea, and the clifftop grasses bowed to her passing. A lone figure against the vastness, her thoughts galloped farther than her steed, chasing memories, omens, or perhaps nothing at all.

 

The horizon did not promise answers. It only whispered: ride on.

 

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