Mitty - The horse story

[luvinmybirds]

I really love this story. You are such a great writer, please keep up the good work. I check often to see if any new chapters are here.

 

[WooingWyandotte]

Thank you, guys! This is so encouraging! I shall be writing chapters more often, it also counts as my writing for school. And as for PS45 and HCCLK, taht wink was not a hint, it was more of a 'of course not!'

 

[WooingWyandotte]

Chapter 22

Sieg led the rest of the horses in a northerly direction, towards Tödlich. As they tirelessly trotted across the wasteland, Sheftu was deep in himself. Thinking, planning, sizing up other stallions, he didn't want to die at Tödlich - that, he knew would be a painful death.
For hundreds of years, Tödlich was used for execution. The reason the horses chose Tödlich was because it was a natural killing site. It was a cliff, not a large cliff, but if one were to look over the edge they would be startled to see jagged, pointy rocks sticking like spears up out of clear mountain water.
Sheftu mused his options silently. He could either die. Or, he could show them the way to his master (not a human, a horse just to let you know) and get off free. The good horses surely would scare the EvilPlace deeper into the forest, and Sheftu could either go with the evil horses, or go be free and win himself a place among the good stallions.
A lot to think about. It would go against all his training, yet it had a fresh appeal to his heart. To be free. To have no master, to roam the wilds, the harsh wind blowing through his mane. To smell the clear air and whinny for the pure joy of it, to have mares appreciate you, to be the big, confident one in the herd. It was certainly a lot for Sheftu to consider.
He snapped out of his day-dreaming as they approached a hill different from the rest. It was larger, and had slate grey rocks jutting out of it's side in random, treachorous places.
Also, there was a thin path winding it's way through the large rocks all the way up the hill, to the very top.
Sieg glanced back at Sheftu, "Hurry up, will you? We haven't got all day, and all you've been doing is staring, why don't you try walking for a change."
Sheftu didn't appreciate Sieg's scornful tone when addressing him. "Very well," Sheftu muttered, then spat out, "Sieg." It was a good thing Sieg didn't hear him over the clamor of the other horses, for Sieg had a drastic temper that wouldn't be quenched till something drew blood.
Anyways, Sheftu stood at the bottom of the hill, looking up. It was only about sixty feet to the top, but still, a drop like that would be fatal to a horse. Especially a large one like Sheftu, he weighed over a thousand pounds.
He was jolted forward with a shove, "Git goin', now." A large, black stallion breathed down his back.
Sheftu back kicked in anger, and started up the rough path, so small that horses could only go single file. He was behind a wiry colt, it reminded him of his younger days when he had been forced to fight, and kill ruthlessly. Had it really been worth it? He wondered, Of course it did. Why would he question it? He shook his head, it wouldn't matter much now. He would be killed shortly.
The path wasn't very steep, but it had pebbles in it that could injure a horse if it wasn't walking carefully. After ten minutes, he pushed himself up onto the top. It was completley flat, merely a hard surface with a cliff at one end...and no safety rails on the sides.
Sheftu's pulse quickened.

 

[mrpekinduck]

Yay awesome chapter!!!!

 

[horsecrazychicklovingkid]

What happens next? Does Sheftu come to the good side???

 

[Symphony]

HAHA! I'm litterally drinking coffee and reading.

 

[horsecrazychicklovingkid]

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[Symphony]

Where Mitty????

 

[horsecrazychicklovingkid]

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Whew!

 

[luvinmybirds]

When do we get more???????