Took an amble through the countryside.
Saw the hills climbing over the landscape.
Appearing as the humps of a dark dragon.
Or maybe a sea monster.
The dusk edges the hills.  
They spill over the lumpy landscape.
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The evening copse hides sorcery.
The magic of the night.
Took a silent peep.
In the brushwood hid the equine form, edged with silver glow.
Slight in build.
A single twisted horned beast shivered.
It scrapes the floor with it's front hoof.
Flicking the night with it's mane.
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You move to the side.
Oh hell there's a rock.
You trip.
It's aware of your presence.
Whoosh, off into the night a silent blaze in the dark.
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That lump on the side of your head hurts so much.
Even to the softest touch.
Or was it really there at all?
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Morning came.
The dew fell.
Marching rambler came across a distressing sight.
Had he been there all night?
In silence he slipped away.
(C) Livvi