The shoreline appears at the edge of perception—a threshold between worlds. Here, the sea and sky blend, their hues merging into an infinite horizon. Against this luminous backdrop, a black horse emerges—a creature woven from myth and magic. Its silhouette stands, stark against the expanse. Breaking free from water, it defies the pull of gravity. Each hoof barely skims the surface, leaving behind liquid stardust. The ripples echo like forgotten spells. The horse is both majestic and beautiful. Its mane dances with the wind—a cascade of midnight silk.