September 17, 2011 in HotBlogFanFic
Arianna – a wild, bastard daughter from the more cunning end of Newmedia royalty – galloped across the rain-soaked plains on her favorite steed. The wind whipped her long rose-colored hair behind her bare neck and shoulders as she and her equine companion crossed a fast-flowing brook close to upper-west Huffington Abbey. Spittle flew from both their mouths in a mixture of joy and exertion.
“Faster, Denton!” she yelled.