12/12/2025
Where the Night Horse Breathes
In the old stories,
there is a horse made from the quiet between stars—
a spirit that moves where light forgets to fade
and darkness learns to glow.
He is the one who carries dreams
before they are spoken,
guiding them through swirling nights
so they do not lose their way.
The elders say his markings are songs:
whispers of ancestors,
trails of hope,
paths carved by those who walked
with courage deeper than silence.
Follow him, they tell us,
not with footsteps
but with the stillness of your own heart.
For when this Night Horse passes,
even the shadows bow—
and every wandering soul
remembers it was born from wonder,
and not from fear.
👉Artist and the storyteller : Solis Hue