Nightmare: Chapter 4 Blog Archive on January 17, 2010, 16:06

by Findabhair Blacksgote, age 14

After some deliberation, Fiala placed her hand on it’s neck and led it though the village, keeping a wary eye on it for any unexpected move it might make.

The horse-thing raised its wings in alarm as a horse bugled at the inn’s hitching post. Fiala patted the thing’s neck reassuringly and kept walking. The creature was always stopping to look around; she supposed it had never been in a village before, and their progress was slow.

Eventually they made it to the largest house in the village; its two floors towered above the