Jotanhorn

Rise of the Mega Horse By Desmond Fallout This day was going to be perfect. The kind of day of which she had dreamed since she was small. Months of hard, limb-aching, work were going to bear fruit into a bright future. Soon there would be a day in which she had it all. And then she crossed the finish line. "Two minutes fifty-eight seconds." Hazel would have responded with a string of unladylike curses, were she capable of speaking and not a horse. Fortunately, she had a perfectly good jockey to voice displeasure for both of them. Several nearby heads turned to watch the show of a short red haired man hope off his pony sputtering thi