I didn't know this is where it would begin, with a coal-black stallion appearing silently out of the mist.

I froze.

He appeared so suddenly it was as if he were a ghost. So silently, it would be easy to think he was not really there, merely a vision of my overactive imagination trying to make sense of the swirling fog.

I knew he was using all of his senses, examining me, scrutinizing me, not knowing who I was, and not expecting to find me, a human, here. I felt a shiver of fear creep down my spine, unsure of his reaction.

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