Frank, the Wonder Horse, loved his life. Riding across the plains, chasing the criminals, watching the sunset with the Old Sheriff by his side.
One evening, Frank found he he was sharing his barn with a strange new contraption. The next morning, he watched the Sheriff turning on the contraption and riding out the barn in it.
Frank was taken out to graze in the paddock everyday after that, while the Sheriff went off with his new companion. Frank missed the open plains, chasing criminals and watching the sunset.
Frank grew angry. One night, alone in the barn with his rival, he lashed out. A piece of the contraption shattered into pieces. Frank carried on until the thing lay in bits.
The Sheriff woke Frank the next day. He was angry. Frank saw the Sheriff reach for the piece of metal he carried by his side. The Sheriff pointed it at Frank. There was a bang.
Frank lay breathing his last. The Old Sheriff lay next to him sobbing.
That was how Frank, the Wonder Horse, learned of man’s love for machines.
Flash fiction story run by Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. Write a story based on the prompt photo (above). Learn more here: FFfAW