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// [SoL S A] These Old Bones 
// Story: A Collection Of Geodesic One-Shots 
// by GeodesicDragon 
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The sound of the birds singing rouses me from my peaceful slumber, my eyes opening to a gloriously warm day.

Lifting my head skywards I watch the birds as they dart around the sky, their harmonious melodies filling my ears. I smile and slowly get up, the bones in my legs aching profusely, and then walk inside the house for a drink of water.

My thirst slaked, I leave the house and stand on the porch — the sound of hoofsteps coming up from behind me grabbing my attention. I slowly turn around, coming face to face with an orange coat and flowing blonde mane.

She acknowledges me with a smile and a nod and then, without so much as a word, motions for me to follow her. I follow her out into the orchard, silently thankful for the mares patience as she has to continuously stop in order for me to catch up.

As I walk, I take a look around at the orchard and allow fond memories of a life spent here in relative harmony. I was born on this farm, and have lived long enough to see it flourish.