“Mystic is cracked,” bellowed a jealous filly, Brownie, to the rest of the herd as they walked closer to the fence to observe the white horse.
Jewels gracefully shook her mane to scare off the horseflies. “Nah, I love how Mystic’s perspicacious mind operates. How I wish I thought about lifting up the water hose just to be funny. Observe who gets more apples and more daily brushes. It is Mystic because she expands her thinking away from the ordinary. We should be more like her,” said Jewels.
Suddenly, Mystic mumbled through the hose between her lips, “Hey, guys, want water?”
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Inspiration and Challenge: Friday Fictioneers. Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and end.
(No one will be ostracized for going over or under the word count.)
THE KEY: Make every word count.