{"id":4991,"date":"2011-05-05T10:29:40","date_gmt":"2011-05-05T14:29:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.thegreathorse.com\/?p=4991"},"modified":"2017-06-01T13:00:57","modified_gmt":"2017-06-01T17:00:57","slug":"66-only-a-verb-or-at-best-a-noun","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thegreathorse.com\/book-blog\/2011\/05\/66-only-a-verb-or-at-best-a-noun\/","title":{"rendered":"#66- Only a Verb, or at best a Noun"},"content":{"rendered":"<blockquote><p>\nMEAGAN FELT HERSELF floating. <em>I must be moving again,<\/em> she half-dreamed. <em>To somewhere else, another time \u2026 maybe I am home. Home!<\/em><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/www.thegreathorse.com\/book-blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/05\/asleep-in-sun_sarahwestonrecommendedassociate-blogspot150x.jpg\" alt=\"Little warponies asleep in the sun...\" title=\"Little warponies asleep in the sun...\" width=\"177\" height=\"150\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-5001\" \/>A fly landed on her nose. It was a horrible disappointment to open her eyes and see people sitting on their mats beside lines of tied horses. She and the vast company had ridden the entire day and well into the night. Meagan tried to sit up, but pain shot through every muscle. She was sure she felt a twitch in her eyelids.<\/p>\n<p>She sleepily watched two men arguing. Apparently there was a question of ownership of a certain pony, since both men gripped the animal\u2019s reins and neither would let go. Each took turns yanking the bridle to illustrate his point until the pony soundly bit one of them. Meagan sat up at the man\u2019s cry. The pony looked suddenly familiar.<\/p>\n<p>Painfully she stood and marched up to the men. \u201cPardon me, but I think there is some mistake. This is <em>my <\/em>pony, Targa.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>A booming voice made Meagan jump. The bow-legged wake-up man was coming. For once she was happy to see him, for he knew the truth. She expected to be handed the reins; instead, the man led Meagan away by the sleeve to an ancient, decrepit pack pony. <em>\u201cTarg ha!\u201d<\/em> the man shouted. She had been unceremoniously reassigned to another horse. Disappointingly \u201cTarga\u201d was not even the pony\u2019s name, but only a verb, or at best a noun.<\/p>\n<p>Meagan felt reprimanded for imagining that she, a mere woman, could have claim over property desired by a man. She bent to greet her new horse, though \u201cnew\u201d was a description hard to apply to the aged beast. \u201cAre <em>you <\/em>the Great Horse?\u201d she asked doubtfully. The animal bore her greeting with the interest he would have shown a bundle of sticks.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<h4>Excerpted from <a href=\"http:\/\/www.thegreathorse.com\/\"><em><strong>Eclipsed by Shadow<\/strong><\/em><\/a>, the award-winning first volume of &#8220;<a href=\"http:\/\/thegreathorse.com\/book-blog\/\"><strong>The Legend of the Great Horse<\/strong>&#8221; trilogy. <\/a> (Hrdbk pg. 185)<\/p>\n<p><em><strong>Book II: The Golden Spark<\/strong><\/em> is available! Book III announcements coming soon&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Read <a href=\"http:\/\/thegreathorse.com\/book-blog\/chap1.html\">the 1st Chapter<\/a> online!<\/h4>\n<p><small>Copyright \u00a9 2008 John Royce<\/small><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>MEAGAN FELT HERSELF floating. <em>I must be moving again,<\/em> she half-dreamed. <em>To somewhere else, another time \u2026 maybe I am home. Home!<\/em> &#8230; A fly landed on her nose. It was a horrible disappointment to open her eyes and see people sitting on their mats beside lines of tied horses. &#8211; <em>Eclipsed by Shadow<\/em> (excerpt)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":51,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[118,242,70,165,229,227,244],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegreathorse.com\/book-blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4991"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegreathorse.com\/book-blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegreathorse.com\/book-blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegreathorse.com\/book-blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/51"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegreathorse.com\/book-blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4991"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thegreathorse.com\/book-blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4991\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":15145,"href":"https:\/\/thegreathorse.com\/book-blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4991\/revisions\/15145"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegreathorse.com\/book-blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4991"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegreathorse.com\/book-blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4991"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegreathorse.com\/book-blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4991"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}