[Her hands were already running up and down the page before Henry even had a chance to finish. She knew exactly what to draw.]
I can relate.
[Not the part about being sixteen or seventeen, of course--she was another two years away from that--but the part about the horses. Her favorite animal. Partially because horses were the only animal that didn't fear her, but mostly because she had always loved them regardless. To the point where her chosen weapon had been a cavalier sword. A weapon meant to be brandished on horseback, even though she'd had no horse of her own at the time.]
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I can relate.
[Not the part about being sixteen or seventeen, of course--she was another two years away from that--but the part about the horses. Her favorite animal. Partially because horses were the only animal that didn't fear her, but mostly because she had always loved them regardless. To the point where her chosen weapon had been a cavalier sword. A weapon meant to be brandished on horseback, even though she'd had no horse of her own at the time.]