When I was little, I never wanted a pony. Who would want a smaller, weaker version of a horse? I wanted a giant, pitch-black Clydesdale, for striking fear into the hearts of my enemies.
When I was little, I never wanted a pony. Who would want a smaller, weaker version of a horse? I wanted a giant, pitch-black Clydesdale, for striking fear into the hearts of my enemies.