Living the Dream (part 3)
When I had seen the horse, it was the must wildest horse I had laid my eyes on. My job is to tame this horse and ride him. I looked to the group that is watching my every move. I stepped up to the wild Stallion's head but jumped back when a hoof came at me. I looked and said to him that I don't want to hurt him. When he heard this, he looked at me and shook his head. I had known that was accepting. I stepped back to his head and touched his forelocks. He then continued to become tamed by my hands. I looked over my shoulder and seen the saddle blanket on the fance. I walked backwards to it and had grabbed it. The Stallion had seen me hold it on the ground and seen that it would not harm him. When I laid it out he had seen that it still wouldn't harm him. I had then grabbed the saddle and laid it next to the saddle blanket. I then grabbed the bridle and laid that next to the saddle. I then grabbed the lead rein and had walked him though the smell of the different parts.

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Silverwings35
Novel / Novella
Western
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Never let others bring you down for you need to rise above them all. Let them laugh but you are laughing at them.
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Synopsis
The training of the wild Stallion. You can name him along with my character that is you the Readers.
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