He's black, a dark absence of color, with a broad head and a scraggly forelock. The hoofbeats echo in my ears and beat my heart faster. A body that is large and thin following after, the sun reflecting off a coat that is dull, not reflecting the light in anyway. I don't know if I can stand or do anything my body stiff, my mouth falling open. There is no way.
The closer the horse gets the closer I get to the fence, drawn to it in stumbling steps, as I catch sight of a milky eye. I close my eyes for a moment, hands resting gently on the rusted gate. I don't want to breathe, or open my eyes, because I know when I do he won't be there anymore. I'm merely dreaming, or this is some evil joke on Simon's part to evoke some type of pain in me.
There is hot breath on my head and I open my eyes, Dagger staring at me cautiously, though he reaches forward to nudge at my hand.
My heart shatters into a million pieces before becoming whole again. I don't know if I can handle the intensity of this, my hands shaking, eyes blinking hard. There is a sting there, as his muzzle runs across my fingers, the whiskers brushing against them.
He's here.
And alive.
A lump forms itself in my throat, clogging there and making it hard to breathe as I reach out a shaking hand to touch him. My fingers grazing against the edge of his soft face, before I retract them. I'm shoving the gate open in the next second, going for him with my arms wide as I wrap them around his neck. I bury my face into his scraggly mane, taking deep breaths of his new, wild scent. Everything about his is alive, and I can feel it, wetness forming at the corners of my eyes. I release him, taking a step back but not taking my hands off of him, as I give him a firm once over, his black body blurring in my vision.
I can't look away from him, as he lips gently at my arm, blowing warm air on it. I don't think I ever want to leave him as I turn to Simon, the question there in my eyes. I don't want to ask anything, I just want to stay like that forever, Dagger at my side, and my heart whole, or mostly whole again.
"Ollie, meet Ty."
That is all the explanation that I need, as my arms wrap around Ty, Dagger merely something of the past now.
<><><><><><><><><><><>
If you don't understand thee ending just ask and I'll explain it!
The epilogue is next, but we are at the end of the line for Dagger's Point!
YOU ARE READING
Dagger's Point
AdventureDagger's Point is a legend, a mere myth that trainer's tell their clients about. It is said that he holds the devil within him, that they share the same blood. It is not often that a dressage prospect brings about the death of not one, but two rider...
