Apriltober 2022 29 Carousel (L, Cross)

a/n: 100 words of carnival rides.

We woke to a carousel in the cathedral garden. The blue-skinned barker with distinguished horns waved loops of bright tickets to ride the ponies round and round, for a paltry sum.

Mira knows nothing about ponies. Carved grex stalked gentle ovis; terebra jumped, their ears quivering, ready to roll off and splash at our water purification plant. A millesaur spun as well, dipping its long neck through the pairs of smaller beasts.

I only had eyes for one mount, the one whose beak had blessed me in a poison zone. I pulled up a friend, then another, into my dreams.

a/n: I started Apriltober years ago to make something nice for the anniversary of X. I love this game so much.

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