“What is his name?”

“i never bothered to give it a name, honestly.”

“How touching.”

“why don’t you do the honors, dear?”

Max approaches the mechanical horse apprehensively.

That thing just saved his life, and it was a horse, one of the things he was most scared of back in his world.

How ironic.

It was kind of cute, at closer inspection.

Silly, little horse horsy.

Heh, what fear makes we do, huh?

It wasn’t THAT scary.

<== PREVIOUS | NEXT ==>