equussomnia

A ringing crash so boldly heralds fabled latches' spring, Bounding forward, chargers lunge for turf against th'mighty ring. Necks course, nostrils flare, warriors eat up sacred ground, Lathered flanks swing ever swiftly, upon silver rail go round. Hooves snap in fluid motion, thundering down the stretch, For strength and speed yield victory, into his'try's books they etch.

Snow was an absurd notion to consider while on the back of a horse. For most it was merely an obstacle which was easily crushed or avoided, especially in the early beginnings of springtime, when the stirrings of forest animals left only a few sad patches and clumps in trees. Sometimes, the horse's hooves below would inadvertently fling snow upwards and leave it accurately placed in the range of the unsuspecting rider, but this was not the case in this particular memory, in which two bodies shared the space on the horse's back, each blocking the other from the flying projectiles of wet spring snow. Needless to say, the riders were not subst

ELSA The castle's stable was just beside the courtyard, so it did not take long for Anna and Elsa to get there. Once inside, Elsa chose her favourite of the royal Fjords, a tall silver mare who she called Icicle. She quickly saddled the horse and met Anna in the courtyard. The sisters mounted their horses in unison and walked out the gates, sending the guards a quick nod on the way out. Elsa smiled when they were out of the castle grounds and on to the bridge that led to the town. The ocean breeze lipped her face and pushed around strands of hair. Anna's hair, on the other hand, was perfectly still in a tight bun. Elsa smiled at her sister a

(A few days after the end of the movie- Hans has gone back to where he came from, Elsa is trying to adjust to everyone knowing her secret, Kristoff is struggling with the royal lifestyle, and Anna is thrilled that everything is back to *normal*....see how long that lasts. Perspective will switch between Elsa and Anna) ELSA A knock shook the door, and Elsa sat up in her bed, blinking sleep away from her eyes. Light flooded into her bedchamber, illuminating the walls and neutral-tone furniture. She yawned, and the knocker rapped on the door again. "Come in." Elsa murmured groggily, stretching and breathing deeply. A maid opened the door and

Percy closed his eyes again and noticed that the subtle feeling of the ship rocking felt intensified. It made his head spin. An instant later, Piper returned with a bowl of water. Percy felt like the water was calling him. Like it was trying to pull him closer. Piper placed the bowl on his nightstand and Annabeth lifted his hand by the wrist and dipped his fingertips into the water. Immediately, Percy's eyes fluttered open as the water seeped over his hand like a cocoon, slowly wrapping him as if it was a second skin. It coursed into his veins and lowered his body temperature, washing away beads of sweat as it went. Percy felt his throat cl