The sun embraced me and warmed my face.

The tickle of the breeze upon my skin held rhythm with the waves licking the shore.

The morning was like a glorious dream with the beauty that no artist could capture.

The healing and loving hands of nature around me

seeped into my soul with its nurturing fingers. I was lost in the moment and I did not want

to be found. Yet I was found, but by no man. No, as I looked down the shore, I saw the most beautiful animal that any God

could have created. It was looking at me. This ethereal horse was looking at me longingly,

as if it had wandered from a fairy tale. As I stood taking in its splendor it trotted towards me, standing in front of me,

multiplying the magnificence of the day, was a beautiful black horse. Although I knew this was

no mere horse, and all its majesty I could only see an equine goddess.

It was glistening as the sun's rays reflected like a million tiny rainbows off the droplets

of water covering its sinewy grace.

The refracted light ran from this giant's long face to the end of her tail.

This sheer beauty brought a tear to my eye that dropped down my cheek.

The dream must not be shattered, not yet.

Reaching for the bridle I pulled it to me.

The magical beast looked into my soul, with eyes like emeralds that had been laid in

the sun with a

starburst exuding from everywhere and nowhere all at once in what felt like a

mere moment I was on her back and her muscles tensed as she prepared to run into the

wind I gripped the horn of the saddle with all my might. The powerful

beast became one with the wind as she sped forward. Laughter poured from me like coins

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