
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.