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Wearing starlight as its cloak and the night wind as its mane, its hooves touch the boundary between life and …

Wearing starlight as its cloak and the night wind as its mane, its hooves touch the boundary between life and death, casting a glittering trace in its wake.

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Wearing starlight as its cloak and the night wind as its mane, its hooves touch the bounda… | Where Winds Meet Database