It was the day that Pegasus learned to swim, to move from air to blessed brine and converse with the deep waters.
The soul of the universe was then woven into bright winged horse, Pegasus, beloved by the gods.
Pegasus was never simply a winged horse, yet a God in equine form, intelligent and brave. He came with the ability to carry man and the good sense to chose when to... when not to... After all, from the skies he could see it all, gaining perspectives the earth-bound mortals could not.
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