Novel & Cerita Nietzsche Horse

"How in the blue hell do you expect me to mount this horse?" I chuckled, "This thing's dick is level with my head!" "That's my boy, Hades," Zeus corrected while patting the horse, "He's my Clydesdale. This is Artemis, an Irish Draught. I won them in a card game in Scotland." I shook my head in disbelief, "She's nearly as massive as Hades." "Calm down," Zeus spanked me. "Uh!" I yelped.

**** When they were done swimming, Nathan suggested that they unhitch the horses from the cart and go for a ride, and as relaxed as she was, Crystal thought that it was a novel idea - and so it was that they were coming over a hill when Christine spotted them. Nathan was riding a black horse, which was his special riding horse. It had black fur with a white marking on the forehead, making it look noble and elegant. Crystal was riding the brown horse, Zeus, which was Christine’s special horse, and when she saw the other woman riding her horse, her ire began to rise. She brought her hand to her mouth and whistled.

“Nothing more.” The stables sat at the far end of the zoo, away from the main paths. Only four horses right now, but Midnight was the one that always caught her attention. He was a big black Friesian cross, seventeen hands easy, with a temper that made most keepers nervous. Beautiful animal, but man, unpredictable. He’d kicked a gate once when a new guy tried to rush him.

I ask pointing toward the animals. "Those are the animals," Nathaniel says with a shrug. "Idiot, she never saw any of them in hell, have you?" he asked me and I shook my head no, he picked me up and went to show me the animals. They have big-big cows, and a scary black bull, and they smell bad, I made a face when I smelled them, but Nicky only made fun of my pout, keeping the tour, showing me the horses next, I remember the horse since the day I've came and I don't connect them with happy memories.

A middle-aged man popped out from behind a corner and flopped down in the dirt right under my mount’s hooves. I barely held the animal back, so I wouldn’t have to clean its horseshoes from peasant brains. “Master! Have mercy!” Imbecile! A peasant, that sums it up. Shouting right below the hooves of a pedigree stallion, really? “Have you lost your mind, dear sir? If this horse steps on you, no necromancer will ever raise you from the dead!” “Have some compassion, I beg you! Don’t make my children into orphans!”

Most were already part of human mythology, so it was pretty easy. The only ones he hadn't heard of were the stoikheṓdes alogo, which were elemental horses. They usually only had one element, but it could be lethal. We bred and trained these as warhorses. It was strange since we didn't really go to war, but some of the patrols along the border were mounted, effectively giving the patrol an extra 'warrior'.

The white horse nodded its head. “oh God, what do you want me to get from dear?”, asked Lt. Jim again. The horse bitten one of the grass near Lt. Jim and chewed it. “you are hungry?”, asked Lt. Jim. The horse nodded its head three times. “why do I need to dive in, you can have all the grass here, I don’t eat them”, exclaimed Lt. Jim. The horse moved its head like it was saying no. “oh wow, okay fine, you are the most demanding mammal I have ever seen”, mumbled Lt. Jim.

I tried to be calm but I couldn’t stay still and asked Zion, “Z-Zion, the number 3 will win, right?” I was so nervous, but Zion was calm while watching. “Just wait. It’s warming up.” Reminiscent of a hare, the horse number 3, with a bright red mane, galloped fiercely like a flame from halfway through the match. “Oh oh oh oh!” I gasped. As it outran three horses in an instant, I clutched my chest and screamed as if I was going out of breath, and Zion clenched his fists. ‘Will it really be first place?’

I bit the inside of my cheek nervously, “Do I have to?” “Yes, duh.” She grinned to herself. She got up on her horse, swinging her long legs over Adela’s back without any struggles. “Oh my god,” Thinking about it now makes me somehow uncomfortable. “Don’t worry, you’ll get the hang of it.” Nikolo approached us with a horse, its name must be Alister. Boy, he’s huge! He has black skin and silver gray hair; he looked so elegant and mighty. He stood tall, even taller than Adela. As soon as our eyes met, the horse started nickering and hurriedly strided towards us.

Zeke trailed behind them while Rina sat on his shoulder, which displeased him. Nadazhda left her mate and ran to where the horses were while staring at them in wonder before stopping where an enormous black regal horse stood on his reign. "This one," she pointed, to which her mate nodded. "That's Xino, a rare breed of horse. It was a gift from my mother when I was young," he said while Nadazhda stared at him dumbfounded. "Don't tell me this horse," She gulped with widened eyes while pointing at the horse, "Is also a grandpa like you?" she asked, "How possible?" she asked again in disbelief.