Most horses are born without stripes. Those who do have stripes are not horses at all. I am not a horse. That much, I am sure. But maybe, just maybe, anyone could be a horse if they tried hard enough. And boy, did I try. --- This is a story for those who are different, for the zebras trying to fit in with the horses. Even though the saddle wasn't made to fit on your back and the bit wasn't made for your mouth, it doesn't mean there is no worth to you. We simply live in a world that wasn't made for us. Inspired by the Wild West era, it is a symbolic story about how neurodivergent, specifically autistic people, experience the world differently. They are not "broken" or "defective," and they do not need to be "fixed." Cover art by AMillionLights on DeviantArt https://www.deviantart.com/amillionlights