Stories tagged “horse”

  • Bells; A Prolouge I

    The day was a whirl to a seven year old child. Lights flashed, people cheered, trumpets rang, and everything was great. A girl dressed in a large feathered hat and a frilled pink dress scurried through the crowd, smiling and laughing as she ran from vo...

  • Bells; A Prolouge II

    The trumpets sang and the horses lined up at the gate. “Daddy!! I see Bells!! I see Bells!” Sophia shouted above the roar of the crowd. Her father nodded at her, smiling as she turned back to the track. At the signal, the gates flew open and the so...

  • Between Rocks and a Hard Horse (Mature)

    I heaved ineffectually at the bulk pinning me to the ground. I’m strong, have to be, but the horse only moved an inch or so before falling back on me, snoring all the while. I dragged my face across the horse’s hide, pushing my skin back in...

    • Author: orikae
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Inevitable Return of The Insane Knight

    Gerry stared down at the symbols he drew on the ground, then back at the tattered copy of “The Joy of Spellcasting”. I must have done something wrong, he thought. Something should have happened by now. He slammed the book closed and sat on ...

  • The Insane Knight Introduces the Party

    “I guess introductions are in order,” The Insane Knight said. He pointed to the dwarven zombie and said, “This is my faithful companion, Tlod. Until recently we were on a quest to find the fiend who stole his head.” The Knight p...

  • The Insane Knight Builds a Fire

    “We should reach town by tomorrow,” Gerry said, trying to break the silence while the Insane Knight built a campfire. “You haven’t been too inquisitive as to what you’re supposed to be doing.” “I’m sure y...

  • Beast (Mature)

    Trigger was really looking forward to his fourth birthday. Last year was so exhilarating. A nice warm bucket of oats in the morning, a gentle grooming with all the trimmings and a fast race at the track. After that a bit a frolicking and grazing in the...

  • Giddy (Mature)

    The sky is large on large days and small on small days. The rain is smooth on soft days and hard on cold days. I clatters through my brain like you or me (me or you) in pony shoes. Pony shoes with lots of buckles to strap on tight to the calves and the...

  • On the foot of a mountain

    Whilst considering the divorce of my birth parents I happened upon a wounded animal. The beast was laying in ditch, and it may have been a horse. At that moment I realized the words of a reputable doctor; “Yer femurs broken boy, if yous bein̵...

  • Under the foot of the horse

    Regretfully the same couldn’t be said for the New Year. My parents, no longer divorcing, had returned to be the bane of my life. They’d also taken a liking to equestrian sport. Most notably, dead equestrian sport. Using what odd powers they...

  • The Last Race

    “I’ll only be a minute.” Said Joseph “You can warm up the van; I parked it close to the entrance.” Joseph sat in the damped track waiting for a moment of lightening to pass by. Joseph was gripping tightly to the ticket; which held his very la...

  • Promise's Journey (1)

    Promise galloped away, fear in her eyes as the female matriarch chased her away from the other colts and fillies in the herd. She plunged into the undergrowth, and, as usual, she was followed. After what seemed like an age, the female turned back and P...

  • Horse thief

    “Where you goin’ boy?” The men said as he spat in front of Lee’s feet. This sent Lee falling to the ground as he tried to crab walk away. Cooter got off his horse and drew his gun and pointed it at Lee’s feet, “I said where you goin’ ...

  • Rider in the Sand

    The troops were moving slowly now, baking in the hot desert sun at midday. Everything and everyone was covered in a heavy layer of sweat and sand grit. The general, atop his steed, wearily adjusted the sword at his side and checked his maps once more. ...

  • The Messenger

    Heat from within his darkened belly and the rim of his hat shading his face he walked alongside his horse, bridle in hand. His horse carried red and brown continents patterned across a sea of white hide. He stopped and stared into the vast distance of ...

    • Author: isabear
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
  • Tomorrow's promise

    As evening drew near we prepared ourselves for the worst. Bailey was bound to die with the light of day. Restless, she pawed at the ground, fighting fiercely for life. The mare was dying and there was nothing we could do. Quiet sobs escaped my daughter...

    • Author: frina
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
  • The Needs Of A Knight

    “Right, I know you’re all so fresh that you’re still sore about the shoulders from being dubbed, but it’s important you know the practical side of knighthood. So, packing. Don’t look at me like that. You think you’re...

  • Why Don't You Write Me?

    Impatient with the steady clack of hoofbeats on the hard trail I nudged Emily to a trot. I knew the noise would draw Ernesto out to meet me. The look on his face, sauntering into the equitorial swelter told me I had no need to dismount. “No lette...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted almost 8 years ago.
  • Ride Into the Dark

    Without a word I saddled Jasmine, our older mare. She’d gone a bit swayback by this point but still strode with confidence, especially in the mornings. I knew where my spirit was at; I’d need an old soul to temper the fire kindled by the mo...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted almost 6 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5