I ran until I found a small lake. I ran into it, wet with sweat, and very hot. I drank water, but not too quickly, Father had taught me that. After I was cooled off the stars had started to show. I grazed until the moon made the white of my fur glow. The appaloosa with blue eyes had managed to get away with me also grazed and drank. I had found out her name was Blue. Then I lay down, and fell asleep.
The next morning I woke up with the sun peeking through my eyelids. I started walking, towards the sun this time. I ran until the sun was falling back under the mountains. I found a river, a large one, and drank deeply from it. I still did not recognize anything, but within a few more weeks of this, and I would be home. She continued to follow me, strong for a mare. I grazed, until I could not graze anymore, then fell into a quick sleep. I ran for a week or so more, only eating, and drinking at sunset before I collapsed on front of a small horse farm. I was aware of very little, I was only half awake after all.
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The Life of a Wild Horse
Short StoryFreedom. The sole reason for our existence. The breath of a new breeze blowing through our manes as we first enter this world. The desperate need to keep our home safe. That is what goes through all wild horse's heads as they grow, never wanting tha...
