“Look my sons. This is what will be yours someday. Grass as far as the eye can see. A beautiful relationship with your caretaker and as many carrots as you can wish for” said Jack to both of his sons.
You could feel the seasons change. The sun wasn’t up for a long time and the weather became darker and unpredictable. Luckily the little yellow flowers were still in the field and gave it the last feel of summer. Jack youngest son was walking near his father. He hasn’t been out of the stable since he was born and he was nervous of meeting the outside world. Jack other son Friday was walking around the meadow and sniffing the flowers and eating some grass.
“Follow me my sons. There is so much more to see then what rest on this mountain” said Jack. Jack and the foals walked down the hill. Friday actually ran down from it. Under the hill there was an apple tree. There were a few apples hanging still. Jack kicked the thee and the last apples fell. He rolled the apples to his sons. “Have the last apples. The last ones always taste the best” said Jack.
The sun slowely went down and the walked back to the stable.
Horses: Jack ' o Lantern | Friday the Thirteenth | No reference foal
References: Horse stock 018 | Friesian stock II |