River Dark - Chapter One - A Terrible Enemy
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| Copy of 18th century painting, help by Ironbridge Museum |
If I’d known I would be hunted down like a criminal, I would have turned away from Atterley Hall the moment I heard that horrible screaming. But this was the first day of my new life, I wasn’t going to give up now, and as the wintery sunlight broke through the early mist over the parkland, I took a deep breath, charged through the archway into the stable yard, and saw a huge black stallion rearing up, thrashing the air with his hooves.
Shrieking with anger, the horse began a furious dance. Swinging his body from side to side, he tried to shake off a small, grizzled haired man who clung grimly to the leading rein, his riding boots sliding on the damp cobbles. But he was no match for the angry beast, despite his square, heavy body and big fists, and unable to control the stallion, he punched the animal’s neck, making the creature wilder than ever.
Now bellowing in anger, the horse gave a violent twist of his spine, flung the terrified groom into the air, and I watched in horror as he landed cobbles on the cobbles with a sickening thud. With a furious prancing motion, the stallion clattered the cobbles and reared again. He was about to bring his enormous weight crashing down on his tormentor, and I frantically waved my arms and shouted, ‘Thunder, don’t!’
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