This is the darkest night
Stars have all faded away
Quiet upon this world
Through the clouds there is a light
We will find our way
Tug ran.
He galloped fast through the brush, feeling almost naked without the weight of the saddle on his back and the reins around his head and muzzle.
Why did he do that? Tug thought, weaving on the uneven trail as it wound through the trees. What's wrong with him?
The little horse barreled through the familiarizing forest, each step taking him into more comfortable and recognizable area. Home, Will had said. Go home.
Tug knew whatever had happened to his master, it was not good. And the older man, Halt, could help. Abelard had told him many times when his master had saved his life and many others. Halt could help.
He had to. If he didn't, Tug didn't know what he would do.
The horse felt shame build in his chest, growing with each step he took away from his master. He knew he was betraying his master, leaving him in such a needing situation. But I'm getting help, Tug told the shame. It'll be better with help. The shame, despite his good reasoning, ignored him and grew.
I would die for you
Cross the sky for you
I will send out a light burnin' for you alone
You're all I need
You set me free
And this fire will guide you home
Pouring more speed into his sprint, he pounded on the forest floor, his thoughts filled with the scene of his master dropping to the ground and the smell of blood hanging around him, yelling at Tug to leave. Filled with the pain of the unknown, Tug could only run.
And run. And run.
And then run some more.
Tug burst through the last screen of brambles, and he found himself behind the small wooden place where Halt and his master slept. He ran around the house, and stopped in front of it.
There is an open door
Somehow it feels so familiar
We have been here before
Through this forgotten fight
There must be a way
Tug stamped his feet, neighing and making much noise, as to attract the older man's attention. Abelard, from the stable, heard his frantic neighs and called: What's wrong?
Will! Tug neighed, answering Abelard and calling for the man's help. Will!
Abelard sensed the pain in his friend's calls, and he joined in despite his training, stamping his hoofs and neighing loudly.
Where was he?
I would die for you
Cross the sky for you
I will send out a light burnin' for you alone
You're all I need
You set me free
And this fire will guide you home Where our hearts are wide open
Where our promise's unbroken
Halt heard the commotion from inside the little kitchen. Hoof beats. He waited for a moment, and he frowned as he heard shrill neighs from a horse, and the rapid stamping of hoofs. He stood just as he heard his own horse, Abelard, join in.
"What in the devil?" Halt muttered as he moved to the door and opened it, standing there and watched the little horse dance in the yard. He frowned deeper as he recognized Tug, Will's horse.
Oh no.
Tug was bareback, without reins or his saddle. Will was nowhere in sight, and Tug seemed to be impatient and even frantic, with Abelard tossing his mane from the stable, staring at him almost accusingly.
What took you so long? those eyes asked.
Halt ignored his horse and came up to the little horse. He tried to stroke his neck but Tug yanked back, dancing toward the forest where he and Will had gone not an hour before to track a pair of bandits.
Tug alone. Tug without his reins or saddle. No Will in sight.
That meant one thing. Will was hurt.
Halt knew that if Tug had left his master, he had either been seriously hurt or turned away by Will himself.
This was bad. Very, very bad.
I would die for you
Cross the sky for you
I will send out a light burnin' for you alone...
I would die for you
Cross the sky for you
I will send out a light burnin' for you alone
You're all I need
You set me free
Without another thought, Halt raced toward the small stable where Abelard was standing, ready to be saddled and rode. With an air of urgency, Halt saddled his horse and he stuffed the saddlebags with bandages and other healing tools.
He quickly jumped into the saddle and rode out toward where Tug was still waiting impatiently, shaking his head toward the trail. He stepped toward it, motioning them to follow him.
"Lead on, Tug," Halt said. Tug shook his mane and shot down the trail at a breakneck pace. Abelard shot after him, and eventually Halt was on his way toward where Will was.
Hopefully.
I would die for you
Cross the sky for you
I will wait for you
And I'll stay with you
I will die for you (You're all I need)
You set me free
Set me free
And this fire will guide you home
Sorry again for the shortness. I can't make it very long when I'm restricted with a song. Oh, I know this song doesn't fit too well but I had a hard time finding a good one. This is the best I came up with. Sue me.
I'm not going to update for a while. Long story made short. Hang in there. Tell me how I did!
Stay Happy,
Spirit
(The meaning of life: …I would explain it to you, but your head would explode)
