All is quiet. The sun beams onto the herd with warm, bright rays of golden sunlight. The wind is a distance breeze that streams through your mane. Birdsong and other rhythmic beats of the natural world echo in your perked ears like the drumming of a thunder cloud. Your pelt shines in reflection to that of your glowing eyes. You are a beautiful horse surrounded by beautiful mountains, and most importantly, beautiful horses who graze in comfortable silence.
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