Ride the wind!

I picture a fantasy epic, where some old priest or something gets all excited for the coming of the chosen one, and takes him to meet the Windchaser, the legend stallion that is his destined steed and will carry him through his quest. Only rumors exist of this legendary and nigh untamable beast, said to be like no horse even seen. After a grueling and dangerous quest up a treacherous mountain, past trolls, traps, and the “stream of regret,” after having to leave one of his starting companions to the mercy of the mountain Roc, and passing countless of the renowned wild mountain horses that inhabit the region, they reach a field high on the mountain where the golden berries the horse is said to eat grow. A thunderous neigh is heard in the distance, the amber and verifiably fields surrounding them sway and from them emerge.... this. Windchaser. Woopy. It was all worth it.

5 thousand candles in the wind.