It's getting late...
I am tempted to describe a horse as being, "out of its mind with terror."
Tomorrow it will undoubtedly become a "terrified horse," or better yet, a good description of how a horse would behave surrounded by fire. Terrified. Minus that word.
Right now, it's the unmistakable sign of a mind out wandering past bedtime in rough draft land.
Tomorrow it will undoubtedly become a "terrified horse," or better yet, a good description of how a horse would behave surrounded by fire. Terrified. Minus that word.
Right now, it's the unmistakable sign of a mind out wandering past bedtime in rough draft land.
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