You're an Invisible Horse

In your book, you describe how you would daydream about an invisible horse galloping down the in a storm of wild fury. And then a trembling velvet muzzle would press against your hand, which was the horse's gesture of acceptance and trust only you understood. You were three years old when you made your debut as a performer. In fact, now that i say this outloud, i think every costume i put on somehow evokes that very first snow flage of it.