The Firedrake (1965)
“Here in the clearing the sun still shone a little. He turned in the saddle and looked back. He could see only a little way into the forest. The trail wound back down the slope and vanished into the deep heavy darkness.
He moved the black horse a little farther from the trees and dismounted. The grass was thick and high. The spur of the rock would make good shelter. He lifted the reins over the head of the black horse and let them trail. He went slowly to the rock spur. The rock lifted in a grea...t arched crest. He thought the ground was level beyond it. But when he rounded the rock he saw that the ground fell sharply away, sweeping back down to the forest. He had not realized how high he had come, following the ancient trail.
He was tired. He stood a moment, not thinking. He lifted one hand and thrust back the hood of his cloak. He looked around. He saw the fire bed at once. It was crowded up to the rock and heaped with black ash find stubs of wood. He started a little. His hands rose, and he turned and looked all around.MoreLess
He moved the black horse a little farther from the trees and dismounted. The grass was thick and high. The spur of the rock would make good shelter. He lifted the reins over the head of the black horse and let them trail. He went slowly to the rock spur. The rock lifted in a grea...t arched crest. He thought the ground was level beyond it. But when he rounded the rock he saw that the ground fell sharply away, sweeping back down to the forest. He had not realized how high he had come, following the ancient trail.
He was tired. He stood a moment, not thinking. He lifted one hand and thrust back the hood of his cloak. He looked around. He saw the fire bed at once. It was crowded up to the rock and heaped with black ash find stubs of wood. He started a little. His hands rose, and he turned and looked all around.MoreLess
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