XXI - Forgotten

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THIRD PERSON The road was coarse and bumpy. A white horse galloped along the path. The horse’s back was hinged to a brown oak-wood carriage that bore emerald green curtains and had intricate floral patterns carved onto the surface. The wheels moved briskly as they came in contact with the road, causing the vehicle to move turbulently through the path.   The jerky and overweening movements of the carriage caused the girl inside the vehicle to open her tired eyes. Feelings of excruciating pain shot through her veins as soon as she gained consciousness. She felt as if she couldn’t move.   The girl struggled as she shifted in position.   She first moved her feet to touch the cold surface of the carriage’s “floor” and gasped at the unfamiliar texture of the wood. Everything was strange t

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