“The horse must never be ridden…”<\/p>\n
\n\u201cIt\u2019ll be all right, girl.\u201d Meagan led Promise a step toward the waiting thieves. The filly put her head low into Meagan\u2019s hair, trembling. \u201cCome on, girl, you\u2019ll be fine.\u201d Promise took another tentative step, stopped and snorted, then went another. Meagan hesitated. What am I doing? She trusts me.<\/em><\/p>\n
Glancing at the fence joining the Cromwell\u2019s yard, Meagan saw an escape. With a quick motion she jumped up and pulled herself onto Promise\u2019s back. The filly swung around, accepting the weight and understanding instantly.<\/p>\n
Meagan heard shouting behind her as Promise reached for the safety of speed. The pasture was small but both horse and rider meant to go beyond. Fluid strides lengthened, swallowing the earth in quickening gulps as the pasture fence rushed towards them. Wind rose in Meagan\u2019s ears, and time stretched into a series of still photographs as the young thoroughbred gathered and stretched. The ground blurred and together they lifted into the air.\n<\/p><\/blockquote>\n
Excerpted from Eclipsed by Shadow<\/strong><\/em><\/a>, the award-winning 1st volume of “The Legend of the Great Horse<\/strong>” trilogy. <\/a> (Hrdbk pg. 83)<\/p>\n