Nightmare: Chapter 2 Blog Archive on January 16, 2010, 15:32

by Findabhair Blacksgote, age 14

She watched it for several minutes. The horse seemed to be sunning itself. She warily crouched down in the trees, and jumped when it snorted.

She cursed silently as the wind changed direction. Catching her smell, the
horse-thing clambered to its feet, staring at the trees. It couldn’t see her, but it obviously knew she was there. It worked its mouth uneasily. Fiala recoiled. It’s teeth were sharp.

The horse lowered and raised its head, like the horses back home did when they were looking at something unusual. Then to Fiala’s