Every time he thought about her, about them, about their coming wedding, the plans, her white dress, his tuxedo, the cake and all the shivaree – he couldn’t help himself but get emotional. If there was some way to send her his message – some sort of telesthesia – that he was fine, that the horse, gentle and docile, was fine too. He was just supposed to bring the horse to her as a wedding present. But that prodigious waves and storm made the ship capsize. He and the horse ended up being stranded in this island, along with some other survivors.

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