Coast
The soft sands of the ever-shifting beech whisper under the hooves of wild equine. Long overgrown tails dip into white foamed waves before dancing hooves carry forms up into the dunes to munch on lightly-salted sea grasses. While dangers abound in the form of changing freshwater pools and deceptive riptides that can easily yank the hooves out from under an unsuspecting form, the rush of the waves claim the hearts of some...
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