Flitched the Horse goes for it!

I rode my horse, Flitched, through the desert until we reached the edge of the cliff. There was a beautiful sunset splayed out in front of us.

Flitched said, “I want to snort it.”

I encouraged Flitched who stuck his head out towards the sunset and snorted deeply over and over. After a few minutes, bright reds, oranges, and yellows broke away from the sunset and their thin colorful rivers traveled across the expanse and into Flitched’s big nostrils.

After fully ingesting the sunset, Flitched let out a tremendous belch, warbling the air with a mini and misty rainbow.