tag:www.inknode.com,2005:/people/rebeccabridge Work by Rebecca Bridge 2010-02-21T11:05:18-08:00 tag:www.inknode.com,2005:Piece/450 2010-02-21T11:05:18-08:00 2010-09-06T23:21:39-07:00 In the age of horses, everyone was <br /> born with their own tiny pony to protect. <br /> It was a large responsibility and they <br /> felt themselves crumpling under the weight of it. <br /> To keep their ponies safe, the people <br /> carried them deep...<br /><br /><a href="http://www.inknode.com/piece/450-rebecca-bridge-i-cannot-find-my-tiny"><b>Read More &gt;&gt;</b></a><br /><br />&nbsp; Rebecca Bridge tag:www.inknode.com,2005:Piece/449 2010-02-21T11:00:38-08:00 2010-09-07T17:45:42-07:00 <br /> You told me that you have become a hermit. You said that you would like to see me more often, yet. You would like to see me more often but now you are a hermit and what can a hermit do? I&rsquo;ve had nothing but time to think...<br /><br /><a href="http://www.inknode.com/piece/449-rebecca-bridge-i-would-like-to-see-you-more-often"><b>Read More &gt;&gt;</b></a><br /><br />&nbsp; Rebecca Bridge