If Cozy Glow were a normal foal, she might have cried, and if Tirek were someone besides Tirek, he might have offered comfort. But they were only who they were. Thus, the three of them stood in their awkward circle around a heap of dirt piled on a dead vermin, and nobody said anything.
βThe world is dark, and light is precious. Come closer, dear reader. You must trust me. I am telling you a story.β β Kate DiCamillo, The Tale of Desperaux
Life.
Pardon me while I cry in a corner.
Yeah, pretty much... only sometimes that last data point is a little lower.
Rough draft needs to be down there with the 4th point.