Long miles of snow and mountains spun out behind him, and his hooves scattered stardust or snow crystals. He went boundi — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby Whirlwind
Long miles of snow and mountains spun out behind him, and his hooves scattered stardust or snow crystals. He went boundi — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby Whirlwind
Long miles of snow and mountains spun out behind him, and his hooves scattered stardust or snow crystals. He went boundi — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby Whirlwind
Long miles of snow and mountains spun out behind him, and his hooves scattered stardust or snow crystals. He went boundi — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby Whirlwind
Long miles of snow and mountains spun out behind him, and his hooves scattered stardust or snow crystals. He went boundi — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby Whirlwind
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Long miles of snow and mountains spun out behind him, and his hooves scattered stardust or snow crystals. He went bounding on and on, right on the spine of the world, thrust out against the night sky

— Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby Whirlwind
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