Story: The Fugitives

All your life, you've been devoting yourself to the human you loved. The human you thought he could be trusted. But as you slip through his fingers easier than sand, all you've ever been counting on turns out to be nothing but dust in the wind. Blown away.
Horses have no soul, they say. Horses are worth nothing more than the price the highest bidder wants to pay for them. To Turtle, Santos and Flame, humans are nothing but an obstacle on their journey to freedom. To these three Shetland's ponies, succeeding or failing can mean the difference between living in freedom and ending in the glue factory thet've been sold to. THe difference between life, and death.
They're the voiceless ones. They're the ones nobody wanted.
Who can they trust?

Dit verhaal is geschreven in het Engels. Als je kennis van de Engelse taal niet toereikend is, adviseer ik vooral Google Translate of vertalen.nu. Op verzoek kan ik ook bij ieder hoofdstuk een lijst met moeilijke woorden bijvoegen, die ik kan uitbreiden als er andere woorden zijn waar mensen moeite mee hebben.