I have loved reading books about horses for as long as I can remember. From Black Beauty and Misty of Chincoteague to Horse by Geraldine Brooks, it is a genre that I enjoy as much now as I did as a child. In Love and War by John Jakes, Charles Main's connection with his horse, Sport, was one of the most moving relationships in the book. If any of these are favorites of yours as well, you won't want to miss today's guest! Enjoy a snippet from Autumn and the Silver Moon Stallion by VP Felmlee.
~ Samantha
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Autumn and the Silver Moon Stallion: An Excerpt
Guest Post by VP Felmlee
As one, Becky, Autumn, and Silver Moon looked up just in time to see a tower of water coming over the top of the canyon, right towards them.
Autumn turned to run.
Becky turned to run.
Silver Moon was still coming down the trail, watched as waves hit the ground, then rose up like a living thing several feet in the air before crashing down first on Autumn then on the girl.
More water was coming from above, splashing and crashing, ramming its way from canyon wall to canyon wall, shoving anything in its way forward, relentless and unstoppable.
Without thinking, Silver Moon jumped in.
Becky looked back, trying to see Autumn, swallowing ice-cold water in the process. She spat it out, then saw the palomino struggling to get her footing. The water was too deep, and was forcing them along at an incomprehensible speed.
Becky grasped a large boulder. She couldn't hold on to it. Her body banged against an outcrop, driving the air from her lungs.
I have to watch where I'm going, she thought, don't look back, look forward.
The filly was trying hard to get to Becky, who was just ahead of her. The water pushed her against the canyon walls, forcing her to one side, then another. Instinct took over, her legs began to move. I have to keep my head up.
She was now whale-eyed, growing more terrified with each second. She couldn't avoid the boulders and slammed into them time and again.
She began to panic.
Silver Moon was strong and big but he was almost no match for the churning maelstrom the canyon had become.
Just ahead, he saw Autumn losing the fight to keep her head up. He saw her disappear, briefly emerge, then disappear.
Thank you for hosting VP Felmlee today, with an intriguing snippet from her fabulous book.
ReplyDeleteTake care,
Cathie xo
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