


A Walk In The Forest
One day there was a man walking through a forest. He walked in silence,
wrapped up in his own thoughts as he returned home from his friends'. He
had walked this route many times before, and barely needed to follow the
path, but this time he seemed confused. The path wound oddly, and the
trees looked strange. As he walked he noticed the air growing colder and
the sky grew lighter. He checked around and wondered whether he'd lost his
way in this distraction. He'd been so wrapped up in his thoughts that he
must have missed a turning. He looked around for anythings familiar, but
the whole forest looked strange. He continued walking, because he know
that this forest ended at the village and he must have just drifted away
from the regular path. He would reach the edge shortly. But after a while
he began to doubt this; he'd been walking and there was nothing that
seemed familiar and no village in sight. The sky had grown lighter, but
with a blue haze which made the whole forest look ghostly. It was then
that he saw the horse, grazing to the side of the rough path he was
following. Hoping to find the rider, he turned towards the horse and
started walking, but the horse moved away from him. He stopped, still
unable to see any rider, or any one else at all. The horse stopped too,
and looked back at him. It walked a short way forward and then looked back
once more. Bemused, he began walking towards the horse again, and the
horse moved on a little further. This continued a little while longer and
it became obvious that he was being led by the horse somewhere. Bemused by
this, but hoping the horse was returning home, he followed. As he
followed, the sky darkened again and the air warmed, the forest taking one
a more familiar look now. To one side, he saw a light, and then another,
just breaking through the trees. The village was back in sight, to his
relief. He turned from the lights to where the horse had been, but there
was nothing there now. He entered the village thinking it had been a very
strange night, and wondering if he'd ever seen a horse with a horn before.
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