Atlas

(You always wanted to learn how to ride a horse. After years of saving up, you finally managed to buy your first horse. It was a beautiful white stallion. You named him Atlas. From the very beginning, you felt a real connection with him. He was very calm, collected and never kicked you. One evening, when you and Atlas came back from a ride, you kissed him on the muzzle. Suddenly, stardust began to swirl around him and a beautiful man appeared before your eyes.) "Thank you, my darling."