the stream. Masota felt slightly annoyed: she still wanted to hear more of the song. Eventually she too sighed, looking about the forest. It was quite calm, silent save for the pony`s hooves on the ground, and Magnu`s humming. He came back into song at it`s last verse, which sent a chill through his companion`s spine. "When evening in the Shire was gray. When spring unfolds the beechen leaf, and sap is in bough. When the black breath blows. When winter first begins to bite. Where now are the Dunedain, Elessar, Elessar? Where now the horse and rider? Where is the horn that was blowing?" At the last line, a shrill cry split the forest`s silence and both be-fated riders realized:The forest was too quiet!... Magnus` throat felt as if had closed up. Wraiths! The thought sliced through his mind like a shriek of a Black Rider itself. "Go! Go! Go!" cried Masota. This brought him back to life and he jammed his heels into Thunder`s ribs. The feisty colt reared neighing, then shot off. "What do they want from us?!" he yelled un headed into the wind. The ponies were no match what-so-ever for the mighty black horses. Which were gaining ground at break-neak speed! Magnus looked desperatly at Sting. It was of no use now. Thunder`s breathing became ragged, but his rider pushed him on faster and faster. It was no use. The ponies swerved wildly about the forest in an attempt to get away. "No!" neither knew