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I think my tablet is slowly dying

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Competition: lisqar-equine.deviantart.com/j…
Horse: Esveeyha
Breed: Lisqar-Equine
Song: www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sr7ywK…
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Feeling the wind flowing in her hair is what Esveeyha actually liked. It gave her a sense of freedom, something she has always longed for. Her wings that weren't that big, but they never failed her. They carried her everywhere and it felt like flying was automatic for her. Like she didn't had to worry that they might stop, or actually fail her.
Esveeyha almost never put her wings again, she lived outside so there was no need.
Even though her young age she connected more with the older ones. She felt older than she looked and she felt responsible for her family. The family that wasn't bound by blood, but by friendship and love. Frostdall. It was a place she loved to call home.
The young mare was an optimistic mare, she was happy playfull and nice to everyone and everything around her. She loved the children from the villages that came by.
Yet, the weight of the responsibilty she felt, didn't held her back on being free and almost never feeling troubled and worried.
The mountains, never ending forests, the cold ice palace and the never ending skies. She knew she would never want to leave this place. It was her own safe spot.
When she was flying she felt no worries and she wished she never had to get back to the ground again. Everytime she made her wings clap the wind flew around her and lifted her mane.

Esveeyha worried only about one thing. The darkness of the outside world. She knew the world couldn't be as bright as she was told. Even though Frostdall was a place where the sun was always shining and darkness couldn't reach.
Yet she worried almost never about it, because she knew that she was safe right were she was. And she wasn't about to leave it.
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Description
I think my tablet is slowly dying

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Competition: lisqar-equine.deviantart.com/j…
Horse: Esveeyha
Breed: Lisqar-Equine
Song: www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sr7ywK…
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Feeling the wind flowing in her hair is what Esveeyha actually liked. It gave her a sense of freedom, something she has always longed for. Her wings that weren't that big, but they never failed her. They carried her everywhere and it felt like flying was automatic for her. Like she didn't had to worry that they might stop, or actually fail her.
Esveeyha almost never put her wings again, she lived outside so there was no need.
Even though her young age she connected more with the older ones. She felt older than she looked and she felt responsible for her family. The family that wasn't bound by blood, but by friendship and love. Frostdall. It was a place she loved to call home.
The young mare was an optimistic mare, she was happy playfull and nice to everyone and everything around her. She loved the children from the villages that came by.
Yet, the weight of the responsibilty she felt, didn't held her back on being free and almost never feeling troubled and worried.
The mountains, never ending forests, the cold ice palace and the never ending skies. She knew she would never want to leave this place. It was her own safe spot.
When she was flying she felt no worries and she wished she never had to get back to the ground again. Everytime she made her wings clap the wind flew around her and lifted her mane.

Esveeyha worried only about one thing. The darkness of the outside world. She knew the world couldn't be as bright as she was told. Even though Frostdall was a place where the sun was always shining and darkness couldn't reach.
Yet she worried almost never about it, because she knew that she was safe right were she was. And she wasn't about to leave it.
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No reference used.