Ohne Sie Verloren

(Translated the title: Lost Without You... I so hope thats not penis or something and the translator lied to me!) 

ITS FINALLY DONE  
Okay so Ryan and Dreamer took ohh... 6 hours if not more... and the background was another 2 1/2 more or less. If I have time I'll do a few more extra pics...
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Oops was supposed to be quick and easy... but went a little overboard  
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Arrival

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It was a long flight from Toronto Pearson Airport to Hanover, Germany. Pearson was the closest airport to A&A Farms that flew internationally. It was a massive shock for AA Dream Theater 303. He was trailered to the airport alone to get in a giant metal box... alone, to be loaded in with unfamiliar horses going to the same destination. He was rattled but used to the constant travel. His previous trip was to Holland and his owner Reef wondered if it would have been smarter to keep him in Europe for the time being. 
The plane unloaded each equine container and men opened the doors. Ryan was right there to clip a lead to the stallion and lead him down the ramp. Dreamer looked around a little stunned but followed calmly. He was loaded into another trailer and driven to the show grounds. 
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Training  
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Ryan felt lonely. He had come to Germany alone for the big show at Wilkenburg Stables. The boss lady, Reef, thought it would be better if she stuck with Natalie for Goldines show... because Natalie was not to be trusted alone. This left Ryan awfully bored most of the time. He didn't know any of the stables competing on a personal level so when they invited others for a drink in town or to join in on a conversation, he felt really left out. However, it wasn't like he had nothing to do. Every morning he got up, got dressed, and wandered down the barn isle over to Dreamers stall, his only friend in the entire country. The stallion before this trip hardly knew Ryan as Natalie was his main rider, but he really appreciated a real dressage rider on his back. First was breakfast and then a thorough groom (this was Dreamers favourite part with breakfast as a close second), and then it was off to work. The event wasn't far off and the two lost a lot because of the long flight and jet lag. The morning routine was a good ride working on advanced movements and collection, then if the weather held for the afternoon, after lunch Ryan would either lunge Dreamer or hand walk him around the grounds. It was a very demanding schedule for Dreamer but Ryan made sure his partner didn't get exhausted or stressed- they worked with each other. 
Ryan really enjoyed lunging, it brought both horse and rider right back to the beginning so they could fine tune what they usually did in the saddle. Dreamer was already a pro on the line and naturally collected and framed, Ryan just took him through his paces to keep the stallion in top form mentally for the show. 
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Intro:

The day finally arrived. Wilkenburg Stables was in a flurry of activity. Everyone had somewhere to go and something to do... Ryan however felt like he had too much time. He had felt extremely stressed the night before and didn't get much sleep and then only to wake up an hour before he needed to because he thought he had missed his alarm. Now with a muffin in hand and a brush in another, he was grooming his dressage mount for a bit later in the day. As he stroked Dreamers golden coat his mind wandered to home. He wondered what Reef was doing and if Natalie was enjoying her deer hunt with Goldine. Then his mind wandered to more personal thoughts... he thought about his ex Kyle and what had happened between them... why did they drift a part the way they did? 
Ryans hand stopped brushing. Dreamer opened his eyes and turned his head to look at his rider as if to say "I didn't say stop". Ryan resumed and the stallion sighed in contentment- clearly at peace in the busy environment. In the end it came down to the fact the Ryan was lonely. He missed the touch of someone else.. it had been so long since Kyle and he wondered if it was time to move on. With a deep sigh he put the brush down and took out his braiding elastics from his pocket. He stepped to the left, closer to Dreamers mane and began braiding... however the stallions small mohawk was too short. Ryan kept trying to knot the hair in smaller pieces and almost got one but alas, it wasn't working. "I wonder if Reef will notice if I shave your mane?" he mumbled. Dreamer snorted and tossed his head- Reef would kill Ryan if that happened. Instead the stallions traditional stoltzer style was kept and Ryan hoped the judges would be okay with that. Dreamer wan't into having is his tail braided so he didn't even bother trying, instead he tucked the elastics back inside his pocket and fetched his tack. Ryan placed the clean white pad on the stallions golden back and gently laid the saddle on top. Dreamer gave a light swish of his tail to inform Ryan he rather be groomed more rather than worked. Next the girth was done up comfortably and then Ryan asked Dreamer to open his mouth for the bit. When it was accepted the crown piece was gently fitted over the horses curled ears. Dreamer sighed and chewed while his buckles were done up. He wasn't quite used to the rolkur as he usually went in a simple pelham but this was mandatory and a snaffle wouldn't do at all (Ryan didn't feel like racing around the ring without control). 
Ryan slipped his dressage vest and coat on and placed his dressage hat over his perfectly styled hair. He slipped on his white dressage gloves and felt quite sexy as he mounted the palomino stallion. He thought to himself 'I bet I look pretty damn hot right now... I wonder if there will be anyone interested in me'. It was a fleeting thought as the team walked away from the barn towards the main dressage ring.
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Warm Up  

Ryan was a little uncertain of where to go. Obviously he couldn't go into the main ring because it wasn't his tun yet. According to his watch, which was set to the correct time zone, he had 35 minutes until their turn. "Where the heck do we warm up, Dreamer?" he mumbled. The stallion was busy looking around. When someone walked past and glanced at the pair, Dreamer tucked his head into a frame to look sexy but relaxed when no one was in sight. 
Ryan felt a buzz in his coat pocket, he had forgotten to leave his phone behind. He pulled it out and saw it was a text from Natalie. Did she realize how much it was costing to text him? 

"Hey, wanted to wish you luck ." it read. Ryan began tapping a response, he was glad his gloves allowed for him to text. 
"Thanks, how's Sweden?" he responded. 
"Please help, Goldine wants to kill me and I'm soooo bored. Why does Reef sent us out alone like this?" Ryan sighed. He felt her pain. As much as Natalie annoyed him with her constant desire to get into his pants, he would have rather her with him in Germany than no one.
"I know the feeling... " Ryan replied. Dreamer was drifting off for a nap as Ryan continued to text. "Listen I gotta warm up, its almost our turn." 
"Kk, have fun " Ryan tucked his cell back into his pocket. He collected his reins and moved Dreamer off to the warmup ring... or at least where he thought the ring was. 
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You Are Here  

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"Ryan O'Callaghan riding Dream Theater 303 of Canada" the announcer said. The team was standing between the two small trees on the path leading into the dressage ring. The music began and Ryan took a breath. His hands were a little shaky as he pushed the stallion forward. Dreamer lived for his. He was in perfect frame and collection going into a lovely collected trot. Ryan looked forward and was conscious about his leg and posture. The two halted at X and ryan bobbed his head. Biting his tongue they were given the signal of acknowledgement from the judges. They moved up into the same trot as before from the halt and turned right at A. Ryan really hoped the judges would be impressed with their quick switch into a side pass across the diagonal. All was well until Ryan's mind began to wander again. He thought again of Kyle and the love he had felt... when he turned his attention back to his riding, he noticed that he was already at C... what next? He bit his tongue in frustration, he had forgotten his test. With quick thinking he side passed back across the diagonal to create a figure 8. Stupid stupid stupid... When he was back at A he pushed Dreamer into an extended trot down the long side. What had happened with Kyle... They slowed their trot and began a collected canter into a pirouette on the other side of C beside the pink flowers. They carried into a series of piaffes along to the music. Now what will I do? piaffes turned into another extended trot and back to piaffe. Ryan wasn't even listening if it was too the music, he just hoped it was good. What's wrong with you, why can't you find someone? His lip quivered as they slowed to en extended walk, Dreamer chewed on his bit but stayed focus. Ryan picked up his reins again at B and and asked the stallion for a collected canter. What is wrong with you.. He blinked and sniffled as they did a 20m circle. Back down the long side and down to a trot down the centre to X. You're pathetic They halted, Ryan saluted and proceeded to circle back to exit, tears running down his cheeks. He bowed his head and walked down the path between the trees and the pink flowers. 
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Horse: Dream Theater 303 
Rider: Ryan O'Callaghan