I’d totally befriend a wild Pegasus if they still existed. Imagine having your friend Pegasus fly you everywhere instead of taking the bus for hours. Would have been so much better.
At least in Victorian London, which was being slowly buried in horse-poop, the poop was restricted to the streets. Poop from flying horses would be a lot less pleasant.
I’d totally befriend a wild Pegasus if they still existed. Imagine having your friend Pegasus fly you everywhere instead of taking the bus for hours. Would have been so much better.