I
knew a Pegasus named Coal whose coat was as black as the midnight sky on a
moonless night, his eyes were brown as dark chocolate, his mane so long it
reached his knees, he was so fast that the leaves on the trees that he passed almost
blew off, his wings as perfect as the moon is bright, his feathers so smooth
that they felt like silk blowing in the wind.
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