From Man to Broodmare

**From Man to Broodmare** _Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)_ **_ _** ** ** Dylan grumbled to himself, setting the pitchfork up against the wall. Straw clung rudely to the tines and he glared at it, yet made no move to shake the wet...

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