Axel had never run so fast in his life. He could feel the wind rushing through his mane as he galloped across the open field, his hooves pounding against the earth with a steady rhythm. He was finally free.
As he ran, memories of his time in captivity flooded his mind. But he also remembered the kindness of the young woman who had cared for him, who had whispered words of comfort and encouragement in his ear as she worked to make him feel better.
Axel knew he couldn't stay in this place any longer. He had to get as far away as possible, to a place where he could be free and safe. So he ran and ran, following his instincts and trusting in the path that lay ahead.
As the sun began to set, Axel finally slowed to a stop, panting heavily as he caught his breath. He was tired, but he was also exhilarated by the sense of freedom that coursed through his veins. He had escaped, and he was determined to make the most of his newfound liberty.
With a fierce determination, Axel set off once again, his hooves pounding against the earth as he forged a new path for himself. He was the last horse on Earth, but he was also the first, the beginning of a new chapter in his life. He was free, and he intended to stay that way.
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The Last Horse On Earth
FantasyIn 2019 a worldwide broadcast gets announced saying there is a pandemic happening and we all needed to stay inside. Of course, I can't do that, I'm a horse. My caregiver runs inside and his last words to me were "Goodbye Axel."
