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Early on a Sunday morning on the market square in the middle of our town. For months Abraxas had passed by the big statue at the edge of the big fountain. He had felt the magic - but always hesitated to get closer. But on this morning when the air was clear and the light had still the blue-is tone of the night Abraxas finally had enough courage to step closer to the Unicorn.

On Abraxas

The myth of witches turning men into animals is at least as old as the tale of Odysseus' journeys, if not older. We discovered Abraxas in the late summer of 2011 when we bought mask and tack from the Fury-Fantasy Workshop . It had always been the dream of my beloved wife Arressia to handle a human pony. Later, while telling each others stories on our long roadtrips, we learned that Abraxas is actually a Hexen-Horse and Arressia is the one to call him out of me. Our life is rich and full of fantasy.

Description
Early on a Sunday morning on the market square in the middle of our town. For months Abraxas had passed by the big statue at the edge of the big fountain. He had felt the magic - but always hesitated to get closer. But on this morning when the air was clear and the light had still the blue-is tone of the night Abraxas finally had enough courage to step closer to the Unicorn.

On Abraxas

The myth of witches turning men into animals is at least as old as the tale of Odysseus' journeys, if not older. We discovered Abraxas in the late summer of 2011 when we bought mask and tack from the Fury-Fantasy Workshop . It had always been the dream of my beloved wife Arressia to handle a human pony. Later, while telling each others stories on our long roadtrips, we learned that Abraxas is actually a Hexen-Horse and Arressia is the one to call him out of me. Our life is rich and full of fantasy.