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Picture a dessert
Sandy, beachy like dessert, the sand is almost like diamonds glistening. There’s a palm tree, maybe a couple but at least one definitely, maybe a body of water somewhere near. I can hear the water faintly. But the wind is louder. It’s humid but the wind helps me get through it.
I see a royal blue cube in front of me. It’s quite big, much bigger than me. It’s quite a few inches away from me but not that far.
There’s flowers. Daisies mostly, some peonies, a few roses, some orchids.
There’s a horse, my horse. She’s brown, a beautiful brown, reminds me of the one and only horse I’ve ever ridden, her name was Roxy. It was during a family camping trip I barely remember when I was young and they had horse riding AVAILABLE there. The horse has a brown mane but with platinum blonde streaks .. she also is a unicorn. Her horn is brown, with swirls of dark ish magentay pink and silver / platinum blonde streaks.
There’s a storm brewing. It’s enigmatic but scares my horse, I reassure her and she feels safer. Droplets of rain fall and we sit together in the desert and bask in the rain.