Hmmmmmmmmmm..... was it really a fireball?

'Yep, that's what it looked like, but was it real?', you wonder as you find yourself lying somewhere in a blistering cold and pitch black room. As you struggle to open your eyes, you realize that some physical tasks can be pretty hard ... When you finally succeed, you see that the chamber you are in is some kind of wooden shack in a forest, in what looks like Northern Ireland.

It takes you another two hours to find your way out ... you're that wiped out. When you finally do, though, you find yourself staring up into the face of a horse.

"Wait a minute", you say, thinking aloud. "Horses don't have wings, and a horn in the middle of their forehead!"

'I'm not an ordinary horse', the animal replies. 'My father was a pegasus, and my mother is a unicorn. And I", the beast adds sadly, "am an outcast because I am not pure breed. All I wanted in the first place was a friend, someone to talk to ... but even our almost perfect race is prejudiced enough not to talk to or in any other way interfere with someone like me'

Written by the joker (edited by wanderer)

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