"Norry, we seem to have come to a crossroads on the map of our shared desires, lad. I want you to go in a northernish direction, boyo, and yet you insist on running in near directly the opposite direction."
The horse did not listen. It was wild and free and happy and piratical and bounding along without a care in the world.
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The horse did not listen. It was wild and free and happy and piratical and bounding along without a care in the world.