Post by Ava on Nov 22, 2010 23:10:06 GMT -5
Ava walked on the dirt and pebbled covered path; reigns in hand, and her black horse Cala following right behind. At the moment Ava was alone. While other people did their thing she was going to see what the island Kos had to offer. There was one thing Ava had to admit; she was happy that she no longer was on a large boat. Not that she had been sea sick, but the men on board really needed to learn how to keep their distance.
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