You stop your silvery black horse and look at your brother. You feel the strongest urging to go. You feel the need to be free. But, it's hard to leave. Especially when you have been told not too. You take one last glance at your brother, his curly auburn hair and his green eyes. You take your golden hat off and hold it in your hands.
And you turn around...you start to gallop in the opposite direction...heading for the farthest point away from your home. Faster and faster you ride until finally you find yourself away from it all...in fact, you don't know where you are.
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