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It was a beautiful day, sun in the sky with a soft breeze blowing over the grass. Laying at the edge of a calm stream, Ayanna glances down at her reflection in the clear water and lets out a sigh. She tilts her head, this way and that, moving it in different angles as if it would change the image she saw before her eyes. No matter how much she tried, the reflection stayed the same, which only elicits another despondent sigh. Still gazing into the water, her eyes keep darting up to the white daisy that was delicately perched behind her ear. After a moment, her brows furrow as her sadness quickly changes into anger. Soon enough, the mare is roughly shaking her head side to side causing the flower to dislodge from it’s spot behind her ear. As it wafts down, she watches it when it lands in the water- the reflection distorting from the ripples on the surface. A look of regret quickly spreads across Ayanna’s face, watching the flower get pulled away and it was already floating down stream by the current by the time she realized it. Once it was out of sight, she was forlorn once again as she looks back down to her reflection and sighing. With a frown on her face, her gaze drops back to the water- looking through the reflection, not really focusing on anything in front of her. Silently, the mare starts to think back on her life and decisions that lead to everything that has happened to her at this point. The longer she thinks, the more forlorn she got with short moments of anger mixed in as well- as if she was mentally kicking herself.

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