the big black stallion

as the huge black stallion came galloping towards me, I felt somewhat relived but at the same time… I just wanted to scooter away from him. as he came running up I noticed his eyes they… were scared. they were scared for his beloved mare and foal, scared for… for himself.

you see he was galloping towards me because my father had stolen his small herd, wanting them for breeding, beauty and also power. but I didn’t want any of these things, I and I alone wanted them to be free.

so that night, dead at night… I released them.

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