The Legend Of The Fire Horse

The First Sighting Of The Horse.

Walking through the woods looking for shelter I, Alexia Deacon was running from home because of my awful life.

I continued walking hoping I could find somewhere to stay. It was raining so I was soaking wet. Then, I heard something approaching from behind me. I turned around. Nothing was there but all I saw was sparks. Sparks? I wonder where did these come from? I thought to myself. I turned back to the front and was shocked! There, standing before me was this beautiful stallion. There was flames flying off him and he left fire sparks when he walked. I didn't feel cold seeing that there was a horse made of fire standing about a meter away from me.

I slowly walked towards him. Strangely, he had a bridle on. My guess was that he ran away from home as well. I put my hand on his muzzle. Surprisingly, it wasn't hot. It didn't leave a mark on my hand. He was beautiful. I had so many questions. "*sigh* I wish horses could talk."