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* Behind Thantos' head, as he turned talking to Goban all of a sudden...
The Great Stallion rears with a strong & direct neigh.
The herd picks up speed.
The riders are briefly surprised, by the this change in pace,
some grasping at the manes of their mounts.
As the village fades into the distance, the path gets thicker with brush and as if it is closing.
Instead of slowing down, the herd goes faster.
You feel the strides opening up, the muscles surging,
but yet your seat is firm & steady.
You feel the power of each beat, the wind against your face.
And out of the corner of your eyes you see the forest passing, closing...
But then...with each new long stride the scene leaps forward.
With each stride, the impenetrable primeval forest passes in a blur.
and you still holding on safe & amazed. *
Last edited by rogue49; 06-06-2003 at 10:10 PM..
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