A young man by the name of James Smith is the Hero of our story. He's turning 18 this weekend. But, he might as well be dying that day. His whole life, he's been cast out, considered as a Reject of Society. No one has ever given a fuck about him. He has always felt like a fish out of water during the day, around people, in crowded areas. He only feels alive in the darkest, most foreign places - Under a Full Moon at Midnight, alone, in a dark forest, or some field somewhere. But when he falls into this strange new land, filled with colorful, talking horses, will he find Friendship, or, perhaps, even Love, in a fellow Outcast?