“I’ve been in love with him since I was twenty-three years old. He’s- he’s everything to me. He’s my life, I feel complete when I’m with him and I feel empty when we’re apart. And he’s the father of my children. And he’s my soulmate.”
A million years before man they grazed the vast empty plains, living by voices only they could hear. They first came to know man as the hunted knows the hunter. Before he used horses for his labors, he killed them for meat. The alliance with man would forever be fragile. For the fear he struck deep into their hearts was too deep to be dislodged. Since that neolithic moment when a horse was first haltered, there were those among men who understood this. They could see into the creature’s soul and sooth the wounds they found there. The secrets uttered softly into troubled ears. These men were known as the Whisperers.
