Speed in the Distance

Gleed dreamt about the blue eyes once more. However, this time they had a head; it was a horse's head. The horse was a sparkling white. It looked so soft, that Gleed could almost reach out and touch it.

When Gleed woke up it was eight in the morning. He looked up at the calendar and saw it was the sixth of June.

Oh, thank god, He thought, the weekend! I don't have any chores on the weekend. He got up, stretched, dressed himself, and went downstairs.

His mother looked him over and said, "Have you grown?" It would have been a silly question except Gleed's mother is the most serious person he knew. So no sooner had Gleed gotten downstairs, he went right back up again to check his height. When he measured how tall he was, low and behold he had grown a quarter of an inch in his sleep!

Wow! I'm actually growing! I thought I would be short for the rest of my life.

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After breakfast, Gleed decided to take a walk in the woods. Exploring the woods was his most favorite thing to do. As he was walking along enjoying the scenery and birdcalls, he noticed hoof prints on the ground. He bent down to examine them he was amazed to fine these prints did not look like ordinary horse prints. What made them different was that they had two points sticking out of the front of each hoof. It was very weird. Gleed had never seen such tracks. He followed the prints for a while until he came to an abrupt stop. The hoof prints just ended. The last four hoof prints were deeper the rest.

Now that's not right! How can the footprints just stop like that?

He looked behind him and the hoof prints traveled, next to his, right up to him, then stopped. Gleed took awhile to look around to see if he could find any other tracks in case this animal had jumped. The more he looked the less he could find. After a while, he looked up.

Oh no! I'm... lost!

He remembered his dad's warning about him going out at night. If he didn't find his way back before sun down, he was in horrible trouble.

While trying to find his way back, Gleed suddenly had a creepy feeling someone was watching him. As he looked around, he thought he saw something running deeper in the woods. It was running incredibly fast so, it was only a quick blur. He shook his head. It must have been a trick of the light. After that, he decided to pick up the pace. It was a long journey home but he finally found his way before sundown.

Gleed trekked up to his room and got ready for bed. No more than five minutes had passed before Gleed was sound asleep.

That night Gleed dreamt about the blue eyes. Except this time they had a head and a neck. The horse's main was bright blue just like its eyes.

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When Gleed woke up he sat on his bed thinking about the past events.

What was that blur in the forest last night all about? And the humming? And what about the ring?

He looked at the ring on his finger. As he looked closer, the hairs on the back of his neck prickled. He saw two spikes coming out of the front of the horse's hoof.

Just like the prints I saw in the woods. This is weird; everything is getting so mixed up.

Gleed pushed all his thoughts aside deciding breakfast was the best thing for now. In the kitchen, he made and ate his usual toast. As he was washing his dish his mother said, looking him over, "You must be taking growing pills boy."

Hearing that Gleed bolted upstairs to check his height. Amazing, he thought. He had grown a whole inch during the last day and night.