Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape — Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
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Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape of a horse — came the Silver Stallion. Wild, beautiful, and free as the wind he came, from one kingdom to another, Thowra

— Elyne Mitchell, Silver Brumby's Daughter
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