The Package of the Missing Horse Blanket
It was a frigid night on the waters edge when all was thought to be good in the tiny town of Bounty. The village was set slightly off from the river that had run near it for as long as anyone could remember. All was hushed and no one suspected what was going on in the mind of the quiet folk that lived in this area. Well dear reader, continue on and you will get a glimpse into the happenings of this great place.
No one could have predicted what was in front of us this arriving spring. Lets not run to far ahead of ourselves. We have not even mentioned Jaren and all he had accomplished in the contemporary years. It was authentic that his history was not what you’d covet for your child, but redundantly no one could have known.
His dad was known for of all possessions, his craft to make the most incredible horse blankets. If you didn’t know any different you would ponder Jaren was sure to be the same as his father. However, Jaren could not produce horse blankets to salvage his life.
These water proof horse blankets were hardly his forte and zero would change his thought process about those stupid horse blankets, or so he thought. Well spring would alter his desires about all of that. One pair of skeletons and an out turned horse blanket melted his hard heart.
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