Calad mumbled, "Ready..." He stared back at Thengise, then looked away to his side. He still hurt badly, but he tried to ignore it. He watched the pony drift off, and then being tied to Thengise's horse's reins. The light began to return just a bit, and soon the horses began to ride at a brisk trot as their reins were pulled upon, with a snort and a whinny. The trees and scenery sped by as the horses sped up to a gallop.
[ August 31, 2002: Message edited by: The Fifth ]
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