Claramounted her horse slowly but surely.
Guessing from her experience with Kev Hamphrey, he would follow the western Horizon.
Army Clara being an overly skilled horse rider, followed the East pledging and supporting the policy of non- interference.
She was a lass of the Amazon's who wrote a lyric;
Lass of the Amazon's,
That dust catches not,
Life's like a bunch of opal,
Beautious like the calvary lady.
Lass of the Amazon's,
Like the jewelry on the neck of the beauty,
Beautious like the Tassels of Sharon,
The Islands full of lilies and Lavenders.
Magnificent like the arse owner,
Who in His glory was given,
Honors and honorary of perfection,
The perfect arays that were blue and yellow,
Given to sons and daughters of men.
The horse's speed was low for starters then faster.
It was now time to kick forlonness and create new future.
"Hey !Iam Thea, and this Erickson. Would you mind if we jion you?"Cited Thea politely.
"Hello! Wonderful names? I'm Clara.And I don't mind in the least, you know." Said she with a smile.
"Really?Let's round!And I'm out of touch."Said Erickson.
"And for your information, call him Erickie and I Thea for short, formally I'm Thea Alexandria and he would introduce himself known." Said Thea looking at him questioningly.
"I'm Psalm Erickson, I trust we now friends and what about you?" Said he happy to have another friend.
"Ammy Clara is my name and I trust we are best friends forever. "Said Clara.
"Yippie! You Game? Let's goo!"Shouted Thea.
"Yeahh."Shouted back the two.
Clara was on the lead but they caught up with her as they paraded in sweet victory.
All of them were marathoners and haywire!
The three laughed;Joyous, melodramatic and free,Happy go- lucky.
There meet up was a thing to compose the hearts of the juniors and make them care free.
Clara took some photos with her camera;One was Thea with a red ribbon on jet black flowing hair, her dress red kissing the bear floor she sat on,near her horse.
Erickie sat on his horse arrayed in black overall Jean and white shirt with a red ribbon bow tie.
He looked cute and comfortable; A man with the surrulean eye lashes.
Perfect painting world!
Clara arose:Clad in pink sweatpants, white bolero sports t-shirt with pink trips at the hand.
She stood near her horse depicting readiness of exploration.
Unknowns to them, they'd attracted quiet a number of people who gave them a ground of applause as they looked like the young models on the runway;The Beautious photos in the Divine Arena!
"You guys look cool!" Marvelled a boy joining.
"Could we please join you ?" Asked Anita.
The desert winds blew strongly and sand blew towards them; They hid behind their horses to avoid the sandstorm.
Just a chasm away their was a tassel;Red,blue ,yellow, white ,green, orange and black for bad omens!
The Lass who in her bountifulness was clad in pink dress and blonde hair tied in pink ribbon and the lad was dressed in blue Jean overall, white shirt and blue bow tie, stood before them after the gale had passed.
"Hey there! I come too." Said another boy.
He was bathed in the splendor of the brunette beauty, yellow t-shirt, black pants and black ribbocks, his bow tie was red.
It was an amazing sight as the photographer calmly pictured them!
They erected a tent by the night; The charcoal blank skies, showed brightness of the galaxy of stars.
The morning star outshine them all!
The wolves howled in the night ,staring at the gigantic moon which wast half covered with dark clouds.
The hyenas laughed comfortably, lions roared staking their territories, the birds lied silently in their nests perchance feeding their young ones.