Sowerbutt's Horse

A large crater could be seen some yards away, clouds of smoke and dust swirling skyward. A solitary fire pump stood in the street vainly trying to hose down the flames in a nearby building. An ancient horse, between the shafts of a cart, was licking the water spilling across the street.
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