Stallions of the Cimarron

"They say that the history of the west was written from the saddle of a horse, but it's never been told from the heart of one. Not till now. I was born here, in this place that would come to be called the Old West. But, to my kind, the land was ageless. It had no beginning and no end, no boundary between earth and sky. Like the wind and the buffalo, we belonged here. We would always belong here. I remember the sun, the sky, and the wind calling my name in a time when wild horses ran free."