From the time that I was born, I swore that I would never allow any creature– human, horse, or otherwise– to control me. From my first breath until my last, I would be as free as the winds that swept over the desert plains. Every sensation I felt would be glorious and exhilarating because I …
“Rojo!” The young chestnut stallion Rojo looked up at his majestic father’s call. “Yes. sir?” Rojo asked. He picked his way through the sagebrush towards his chocolate palomino father, Jay. “Do you know how your older brothers have all left the herd?” Jay began. “Yes, father,” Rojo said with a tinge of apprehension in his …
According to my elders, I was born a year after the sky hoarded its waterfalls and the fertile soil turned to dust. While human children listened to legends of dashing chivalrous heroes or fables with wise morals, I grew up on stories murmured through the dry mouths of the curmudgeonly old horses who had gone …
My name is Esperanza. I live amongst the small trees, dry grasses and sands of the desert. A land considered baren by humans and often ignored, left to the wild… home to the mustangs, my family. I am what the humans call a lead mare, that is, after they realized that we horses are not …
Blue; the sliver of a crescent moon gave way to the beautiful blue hue of twilight. The morning was nearing and faint silhouettes of a dozen wild horses dotted the arid landscape. Protective mothers guided their fragile foals down the rock-covered paths and into the valley to feed on small shrubs and the delicious springtime …
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