Prologue
Alec tossed and turned on his bed. It was 3.30 in the morning. Alec could not sleep. There was a chilly air of danger. It was close. He felt it. He did not know why!
After few more minutes of sleeplessness, Alec got up. With darkness encaging him, Alec sat to think. He felt restless; his desire to see his stallion was racking his brain. Overwhelmed with agony, Alec got up. After putting on his clothes, Alec tip-toed downstairs and went out of the house. As he closed the door, a blast of cold wind hit his face. His face and his bare hands froze and his desire to feel his warm stallion was more. Shivering, he rushed to the barn.
A shrill rose in the air, shattering the stillness around Alec. Black is calling me! Black needs me! Alec rushed towards the stable where the Black was kept. Fear overtook Alec, something was wrong. Tears spilled from his eyes as his hands reached for The Black. The warm velvet coat of his stallion touched his bare hands. Desperately, Alec clutched The Black and reached for his warmth. Memories flashed through his mind. His grip tightened on the stallion. Black shook his head angrily as Alec fell back in pain. Black could see Alec move weakly. His eyes red and his body no longer as supple as it used to be. The boy was moving on and so should the Black. The gate of the stall was open. Alec talked to him weakly.
"Easy boy, easy! Go on, Black….Don't come back! We all have to move on, now! Bye." Alec whispered.
The Black suddenly rolled his eyes in nervousness. His body started trembling with excitement. And with suddenness he leapt through the stall opening and ran away. Alec blurred eyes stayed on the runaway stallion and then closed peacefully. Alec lay there limp, helpless and ……Dead!