The black horse and the red horse


Once upon a time there lived two horses in the same stable, a black horse and a red horse. Every morning they used to walk out of the stable to run on the mountain meadows. Every evening, at dusk, they would come back to the safety of the stable. 

One evening the black horse came back, but the red horse didn't. He preferred to roam freely on the mountains, exploring the green valleys and the high peaks, the dark woods and the sunny slopes.  The red horse had chosen the freedom of exploration over the security of the night stable. 

Are you the black horse or the red horse?

What would you like to do?

What do you choose to do?