The Lightmaster (Humor)

The Lightmaster came to town on a frosty winter’s day. His deep chestnut muscles glowed as he surveyed his new domain from the top of the horse-truck’s ramp. Evidently satisfied, he descended with confident stride, alert and eager. The mares, recognizing his promise, rushed over to the fence, inspecting this new king. He put onContinue reading “The Lightmaster (Humor)”