'A Horse's Tale' * Horse Fan Fiction *

[starla]

I think we should all write a tale for Alison's Horse and take a sentence or a paragraph each.

'One glorious Summer day, Alison's Horse woke up to find itself in a strange place...'

[Federline!]

After blinking a few times and tussling her mane around, she craned her neck towards the strange man asleep at her side.

[Busted-Obsessive]

"Holy hell I've had better sex with a shetland pony," the horse muttered under her breath, and with a final whinny set off at a gallop out of the hay-strewn stables and over the misty planes.

The dew covered grass seemed a hazy blur, as the horse sped across the sweeping valley. Her pace was uneven and anxious. "faster, faster...I must," she urged herself, "I must get to London."

The sun was rising over the mountains casting huge shadows across the land, and the sky was awoken with vibrant washes of colour. It was dawn: There was not much time for the horse. But there was something lurking, something watching from a great height in a crevis of the mountain range. The glittering creature careering across the vast countryside, sparkling majestically in the morning sun was being watched.