Shadowfax
the hooves of Shadowfax
pounded the brown earth
forty four times
as the old grey stranger's
cloth wrapped feet
took a single step
yet still he drew closer
the stallion's heaving lungs
bellowed misty smoke
clouding the air
Shadowfax would suffer
no man's saddle
on his muscled back
but was this only a man?
the bearded one's eyes
cloaked under hood
shone like a fire
on valley breeze
he seemed to float
like a chess board rook
meticulously dancing the meadow
when paths finally crossed
in a meeting of minds
Shadowfax found purpose
and the Grey one an ally
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was posted on Sep 30, 2009 by
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"A wizard wouldn't say that he's more than a man; and a horse wouldn't say that h..."
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Fable / Folklore, Fan Fiction, Fantasy
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