This is StoryQuest. Today's story is The Horses Reflection. In a picturesque valley nestled between rolling hills and verdant forests, a herd of horses lived peacefully. Amongst them was a youngster named Spark, who always felt different

from the others. Spark had a peculiar bump on his forehead and unusual shimmering markings

that set him apart. His difference was not just skin deep. He could make flowers bloom with a mere

touch and understood the chirping

of birds as if they were speaking to him. You'd think this would make him pretty special,

but unfortunately, the opposite was true. The horses often teased, Spark, for his oddities,

making him feel alone. Grizzle hoof, the head hodso horse was the worst.

What kind of an old saw you with your lumpy head?

You haven't even got a proper mane.

It's all, it's all sparkly.

Spark didn't know why he was different.

You see, you might already have an idea why he's different, but that's probably because

you know about certain magical creatures

with certain pointy things on their bontzes.

One warm spring morning, as Spark wandered away from the herd to avoid the teasing,

he found himself near the edge of the forest that bordered the valley.

He'd never gone as far before

and was just about to turn back when he heard a neigh and a call. Spark? Spark, Spark, is it

really you? Um, who are you? My name is Tabitha, of course. Oh, you don't remember me,

said the strange creature.

She was covered in glittering rainbows and bowed deeply.

What are you? Spark asked.

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