Everyone was expecting good old Mr. Quijote. Such a myth all around the reign...
But inside the shelter there was Andina, the hostal's mare, old time Rocinante's friend and patient lover.
Rocinante said
"shush my dear, don't make a fuzz of me arriving again. This is the last time I come to you and this time it is forever. Alonso Quijano is dying, and I'm here to stay. I've returned bringing him home and getting all those dreams to a place where they can thrive. Or else we all would die in oblivion. Your masters will spread word of our life and my master's dreams to future generations. And now I can remain with you until we disappear"
Andina said
"My dreamed stallion, you live in the mind of your master, and I only live on the mind of whoever writes this. We both have to thank others for our life, and remain in silence until someone decides to open this shelter's doors and let us run again free... Hopefully together, my sweet love."
And then they remained together until the dark night came when it was time...
So... Why don't you... let them run free?.. Go ahead. You can.
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