Thread:Vox and the Vendetta/@comment-27147599-20180109035748/@comment-34052734-20180618021657

Orville, all of a sudden, sneezed, shooting up into a sitting position. He glanced at the open-eyed Irene. “I’m sorry I woke you up!”

After supplying himself with some water, he brought a bowl back to the powerful horse, it lapping it up expeditiously. It would be in a matter of hours that he would return to full strength. The stallion lay down, folding its muscular legs under its body. It is a myth that horses remaining standing upright. He kneeled by the horse and sighed, murmuring to himself, “I pray that I am correct...”