moon--dance--pegasus

It all started one fine day in October. I woke up on what I hoped would be a perfectly normal day, but you and I both know that was not to be. Looking around me with eyes still heavy with sleep, I soon realized this was not an ordinary day, far from it, in fact. Gone were the plush pillows and soft snugly blankets. Instead I slept on silky sand. The fine grains stuck to my wet fur, a feeling I would rather forget. Just thinking about it sends shivers down my spine. I pushed myself into a sitting position, and came across a horrifying revelation - I was no longer a mweor, but a horse, and no horse like any I had ever seen until this day. Unles