Storm walked sadly toward the ship, dragged along by the strange person. She glanced up and saw what looked like a flying horse. But, those are only foal tales! Pegasus isn't real! She looked closer. The black horse had a blindfold on, and was lifted up by a tarp under its belly, onto the ship. If they try to do that to me, that will be the last thing they do! Her determination faded once more when she remembered her attempt to get back to her stablemates. Never mind.
After several other horses were lifted into the air, it was her turn. Fear heated her veins, but stood still as they dragged a tarp under her. They fastened the harness together, and put a blindfold on her face. She felt a jolt of panic as the tarp lifted her off the ground. Storm stretched her legs, trying to reach ground. Where is the ground?! Wind chilled her skin and tangled her mane. She only felt slight relief when her hooves met wood. The tension on the tarp released and the blindfold was removed. Her entire surroundings were made of wood, but she didn't have time to observe more. She was led toward a dark opening, too scared and exhausted to resist, she followed. Inside, it smelled of many horses, sickness, and manure. But one scent stood out from all others.
My stablemates!
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Outcast: Island of the Forgotten
AkcjaWhen five horses are thrown overboard off a ship, terror and panic overpowers them. But when the terror fades, will they use instinct to survive, or go after a vengeance that cost Storm everything?