[open] I had a dream that we were dead; any

[The Tin Man]

Hearts will never be practical,
until they can be unbreakable.
(But I still want one.)

Magic. This was not a secret, any more than how some of the horses (the Tin Man included) were quietly lacking in it. But it was one thing to see a horse with wings or one shooting fireballs, or any number of additional powers or weird colors, and another thing entirely to see a dead horse walking around.

"...Okay."

The snowflake Appaloosa had to take a step back.

Well, make that two.

He has seen a few nearly-dead horses who'd gotten to the walking-skeleton point, but this one's hide was splitting with each step and there was a distinct lack of blood that freaked the Tin Man out even more than rivers of crimson would (because that would imply a normal heart, after all).

"I... hello."

The Tin Man