And on a dark cold night, under full moonlight, he flies into the fog like a vulture in the sky!~ ~Jack Skellington

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The Story:

Song With Story: Louder Than Thunder

The stallion sniffed the breeze and smelled the cold frosty air, thick with the scent of snow. He felt excitement stir deep inside of him, as he pawed the ground. Suddenly, he shot off into the night, illuminated only by the bright harvest moon at his back. He galloped until he could go no more. He had reached a small hillock, and it was able to give him a view of the world around him. He reared up and screamed into the night of his dominance. He owned the night, and no one else.

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