Gazira al Arabiyya somewhere on a remote island off the coast of Arabia... a falcon soars over his range, overseeing all life. on the distant horizon his sharp vision alerts him to a rapidly moving dustcloud. anyone unfamiliar with the area would have thought it was a small sandstorm, whipped up by a sudden wind. but the falcon knows better, he has seen this before. the dustcloud moves nearer, and with it comes a tremendous thundering. gradually, silver, red, gold, and black forms appear out of the blur. as they pass beneath the circling falcon, one of them looses a shill cry. can't you hear them? they are calling you. maturity activeness intermediate role-playing skill knowledge of horse behavior answer them |
