The Acts of Simon Magus in the First Century AD

Wandering back down to the stables he saddled his horse, which rolled a white-rimmed eyeball at him. “Are you done yet” it complained forcefully, “I’m sick of carrots dammit” Nokala laughed and patted his friend on the snout “But you’re so cute as a horse Moona“ The horse snorted derisively “Next time you get to be the horse ... ................
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