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Titles: Changes Author: Nadare Rating: General Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: Gen Fandom: Death in Paradise Relationship: Harry the Lizard & Camille Bordey Characters: Harry The Lizard - Character, Camille Bordey, Dwayne Myers, Fidel Best, Humphrey Goodman Additional Tags: Lizards, POV Animal, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Missing Scene, ,Episode: s03e01 Death of a Detective, Gen Work, Bonding, Feels, Hopeful Ending, One Shot Summary: Harry's transition from one English inspector to another isn't without its difficulties. After all, change is hard, even for a lizard.

Changes by Nadare - Death in Paradise archiveofourown.org/works/30258537.
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A Drone sweeps the slope as Storm leads, muscles rippling, with Willow close behind as Ember's chestnut coat flashes at her side.

Dark bodies surge uphill, foals keeping pace, wild & free.

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2 colts circle in Utah dust, beneath sun-warmed coats.

One rears, hooves slicing air, as the other dances sideways while the herd grazes calmly, enjoying these young ones practicing their games.

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Muzzle buried in wet grass, a chestnut mare grazes while Icelands mountains loom behind her.

Each mouthful tastes of rain & stone as her breath steams in the cool air, happily in this quiet field.

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Sun slips low, dust rising in gold ribbons behind pounding hooves.

From above: a river of mustangs, fierce and unbroken, races towards the distant sun, far into the horizon.

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A spotted coat flashes through the summer grass, each pattern loud against the gold.

The field becomes a canvas, each stride painting a new burst of color and motion, wild and unmistakable.

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As he pauses, his muzzle is deep in the green hush. Each blade snaps between his teeth, cool and sharp.

A leaf, brittle & stubborn, clings to his mane, a trophy from a roll through the brush.

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As the clouds press low, the herd grazes in scattered knots, manes heavy with drizzle, coats dulled by the weight of a Monday sky.

Grass is damp, the air thick, and there is no urgency in sight.

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Wind off the cliff lifts wild manes. Hooves press the moss at the cliff's edge as the river glints far below.

The duo clusters, holding the old north silent and sure, wild as the stone and sky.

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Ears pinned, an alert mare grazes in the high mountain pasture, surveying through cool grass flecked with wild flowers.

Then, with the distant sound of hooves on stone, her focus shifts over.

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The sun presses warm against her coat.

Grass breathes green beneath her hooves, wind tugs her mane in slow-motion ribbons.

Every muscle hums with the promise of movement, but for now, stillness.

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As she turns her head with slow, storm-born elegance, she catches the sunlight in each ripple of muscle.

For a heartbeat, even the blue sky seems to pause, awed by her fierce, untamed grace.

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Drone shadow glides over green. Storm's tail snaps, Willow arcs ahead, Spark's legs tangle in wild grass.

From above, green blurs beneath pounding hooves, unbroken, rivering through summer light.

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From above, the herd threads single file along the knife's edge.

Ears swivel, muzzles dip, grazing brittle grass between stones.

The drone's shadow glides over backs, as the herd moves steadily.

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As a drone hums above, the herd moves in a single file.

Hooves clattering on sun-warmed planks. Storm's tail lashes, Ember leads steadily, Spark's legs tangle, but this wild mass moves across.

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Ember approached the bridge with visible hesitation, ears flicking nervously.

With the herd waiting behind her, she tested each plank carefully.

Step by cautious step, she led them across safely.

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A stallion faces a choice: follow the herd to familiar grazing grounds or venture out to investigate the strange light on the horizon.

Which path holds more promise?

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Ember's voice emerged when I stopped writing a horse and started listening to one.

The land knows its own stories.

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a dark cloudy sky over a desert with a light shining through the clouds ALT: a dark cloudy sky over a desert with a light shining through the clouds

Rain at last.

Ember's herd stands motionless, letting it slick their coats and pool in hoofprints.

Their gratitude is felt in their silence during this welcome storm.

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a couple of horses running in the sand with a blue sky in the background and a watermark that says juanreguero ALT: a couple of horses running in the sand with a blue sky in the background and a watermark that says juanreguero

Drought starves the land, but not the herd's resolve. Ember leads them to a place where last-century rains carve secret passages.

What hidden reserves are in your story?

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the sun shines brightly through the clouds over the mountains ALT: the sun shines brightly through the clouds over the mountains

Sunrise paints the canyon in hues no palette can capture.

Ember's world is written in colors humans lost the capacity to name.

What beauty defines your story?

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a black and white photo of a horse running through a grassy field ALT: a black and white photo of a horse running through a grassy field

Research revelation: Horses recognize individual human gaits by recognizing specific patterns & cues associated with them.

This helped reshape Ember's wary bond when interacting with some people.

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a black and white horse is running on a sandy beach ALT: a black and white horse is running on a sandy beach

Research observation: When dawn mist blurs the horizon, the horse herd navigates by scent and memory, their path a rebellion against human maps.

What uncharted territories call to you this week?

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a brown horse is laying in the grass next to a fence . ALT: a brown horse is laying in the grass next to a fence .

A yearling's first encounter with grasses.

Ember watches him snap at grown strands, a dance of innocence before life hardens into survival.

What memories soften the edges of your story?

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a herd of horses running across a grassy hillside ALT: a herd of horses running across a grassy hillside

Rewrote a chapter after learning that mustang herds rotate grazing grounds to let the land heal.

Ember’s wisdom isn't instinct; it is an inherited pact with the Earth.

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a stream running through a lush green forest surrounded by rocks and trees . ALT: a stream running through a lush green forest surrounded by rocks and trees .

Ember's ears twitch toward a creek's gurgle buried under drought-parched earth.

Her survival hinges on hearing what others cannot.

What hidden resources lie beneath the surface of your story?

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a black horse is running in a field next to a body of water ALT: a black horse is running in a field next to a body of water

A new lesson for me: writing a horse protagonist means surrendering human narratives.

Ember's truth emerged when I stopped scripting and started witnessing.

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two black horses are running on a grassy field . ALT: two black horses are running on a grassy field .

Dawn breaks over a trampled meadow. Ember's herd moves on, leaving the earth to renew.

The herd's hooves write and rewrite the land's history.

What marks do you leave behind in your story?

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