GOT (regular):Horse riding

I cannot ride my dragon for my poor Viseryon is dead. I cannot soar through the clouds and fly on a dragon's back but I can enjoy looking at the scenery. I can enjoy the wind whipping at my face as my steed runs faster. I can smell the earth as it is and relish the smell of nature surrounding me. I can praise the gods for their marvelous creation.  I feel grateful, somehow, to have survived for as long as I did, so I could enjoy Life.  I miss my best friend. I miss my dragon, but I found a new way to feel free. I found a new way to be /me/.