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AMBERLEY’S POV

As I fell into unconsciousness, I could hear shouting. “Amberley!” Someone yelled, and all turned to black. Then came the dreams.

*Flashback*

I was seven, laughing, wheeling after my brother, who was running ahead, yelling “Come and get me!” My parents came out of the office, smiling with tears in their eyes. “Amberley, you’re getting the surgery. You’ll be able to walk.

*Change Flashback*

After the surgery, laughing and crying as I took my first, wobbly step, clutching Emberyn’s arm. “Mom, Dad, I’m walking!”

*Change Flashback*

I was twelve, riding with Emberyn on the trail behind the stables. It had just rained the night before. “Be careful.” Dad said before we left. “It’ll be slippery.”

*Change Flashback*

Thunder slipping, and throwing me. Flying through the air, too startled to scream. Hitting the rocks. The <i>fiery explosion of pain in my back. The scream of pure pain breaking loose. Falling into unconsciousness.</i>

*Change Flashback*

Waking up in the hospital a week later. My brother, crying silently, as he told me my back had snapped. I wouldn’t walk again.

*Change Flashback*

Sitting on Thunder’s back. Emberyn beside me, on Lightning. We had tied for first place at the barrel race. “Amberley.” Riding towards Mom and Dad, holding the trophy so hard my hand hurt. “Amberley, wake up!”

*End Flashback*

My eyes fluttered open and met Emberyn’s worried eyes.

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So, yeah. A little bit of Amberley and Emberyn’s past. Possibly unrealistic, but I tried my best.