In the fields, with these horses, I found something almost... magical, a place where something other than fear could be found. Time passed and I often thought of that uncanny first encounter with the coal-black stallion in the fog. The beginning of a relationship that allowed me to become part of a herd as I returned time and time again. A place where I felt something unique, almost otherworldly.

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