Little Piece of Writing

Okay. Well, I was bored the oher day, so I wrote a little (okay, big!) answer to a question that seems to be quite popular —
“Have you ever galloped on a horse?”
“Yes…”
“What’s it like?”

Here is my answer – enjoy.

As the horse ran smoothly over the rough round, the girl felt the wind rushing into her face, whipping her hair into a raging river, her blue-gray eyes blending with the misty dawn.
Where did the horse stop?
Where did the girl begin?
Mane and tail mixed with human hair.
Horse’s and girl’s hot breath tangled together, and were ripped away by the wind, almost before they had been drawn.
Nothing could stop them now.
They moved faster, faster, faster now, faster than lightning.
The horse’s feet dug into the ground, sending the dirt up to heaven.
And the faster they moved, the less they could feel.
They moved so fast, they couldn’t tell they were moving at all…

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