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Half asleep your dragged from bed, your horses
are in the house.
In the house?
"GET ON!"
You stumble around and someone boosts you on
a horse and then your flying, in the dark, the
moon giving the only light, and fitfully through
clouds, there is a red glow to the east, and
herds screaming and running in there thousands
around you, things are moving in the sky, machines,
you think, but you can't be sure because the
horse under you is jinking and moving with
speed, like kettle drums there are horses all
around and your bouncing, the stinky scent of
horse farts and their hair and the screams
and whinnies of equines but your suddenly
bolted out from that mass like cannon shot
across open fields, the horse dodging holes
and culverts and then, finally, stopping, all
lathered.
"GET OFF!"
A strong hand pulls you down so you hit the slick
grass with a thud, the horse pounds away.
"This way"
When you don't move a hand is on your shoulder.
"C'MON!"
You move but with confusion and end up at a
small copse of trees.
"Hold the weapons"
Your not sure what the pipes are but you hold
them and then a light comes from the ground and
your dropped in and theres a clang of something
shutting with a finality.
"Mother...this is Altivo"
In your underwear, needing a shave, stinking of
sleep and a hard ride and absolute confusion, you
meet the matriarch of the horse clan.
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