My latest Drabble Story (exactly 100 words long);
Once, a wizard walked the hills of England.
He noticed the foaming waves land on the beach looked like horses galloping to shore.
He made a horse from the waves, but it would not gallop as it belonged to the sea.
He made another from the white clouds. This horse had wings, and flew away before the wizard could ride it.
The wizard thought, and made a third horse, from the white chalk of the Uffington hills.
The horse served the wizard for a hundred years, before returning to the hills.
There the horse rests, waiting for the wizard’s return.