Neon Oracle: Neon Stallion

A flicker of chrome, a pulse of light, He gallops through the city's night. No mane of silk, no coat of snow, But scales of glass that shimmer low.

Neon stallion, eyes like fireflies, His hooves beat rhythm on concrete skies. A symphony of neon hues, He dances with the urban blues.

With every stride, a digital breeze, Whispers through circuits, sets hearts at ease. He's freedom's echo, a rebel's dream, The Neon Stallion, a vibrant gleam.