That Lonesome Look

Luna gasped softly, her steps coming to an abrupt stop.

In front of her stood the most magnificent horse she had ever seen.

Its coat was a rich midnight black that shimmered beneath the sunlight like polished obsidian. The stallion held itself with natural grace, its muscular frame radiating power and elegance. Strong shoulders, lean legs, and a flowing mane that danced freely in the ocean breeze made it look like something that had stepped straight out of a fairy tale.

For some reason, it reminded her of Alex.

Beautiful.

Mysterious.

Untouchable.

The horse stood patiently near the shore, its dark eyes calm and intelligent as it...