The Black Horse

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic

Death, as a horse.

The horses mane was as white as the night sky. So in other words not white at all it was pitch black. The horse was obviously black, it stood out to the world as definitely and completely black. It was a bit scary, like a black hole, without the obvious gravity that would rip the earth into pieces.

This was death if his full horsey glory, and he wasn't creating death wherever he went, what do you think this is some kind of fantasy story? Because this is totally and complete fact, completely.

Death didn't have to do much, people would see him. No matter where they were across earth thousands of people were ably to see him at the same time. They would walk up to him, try to pet or ride him, and he would kick them in the face and they would be dead. What? This is a story about death did you expect a beautiful ride into the sunset?

Would you ever have guessed that death was a horse? Well it makes sense, death may not be the same thing as the devil, but the idea came from the same thing. The devil is known for cloven hoof prints after all. 

Death gets bored though, with so many people coming to him at the same time he has had to learned to be able to kick several different people in the face at the same time. He often wonders what it would be like to stop. Lets just hope he never does, because how would earth support nobody dying.


Submitted: December 04, 2016

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