CHAPTER 2. LORD OF CHAOS
The black mountains Shadow whinnies and bucks as I struggle to keep her under control. I feel faint, barely holding her down by the bridle. She almost pulls me off my feet. “Shadow!” I yell. She rears up on her hind legs, her hooves fighting the air. I fall on my back as the reins slip from my sweaty palm. She gallops away, disappearing into the night. “Shadow!” I call after her. She does not heed my call. I can hear the sound of her trotting hooves becoming fainter and fainter as she trots further and further away. I hear a spine-chilling growl from somewhere disturbingly close. I turn suddenly, looking around for this howling devil in the night. I swing my torch around, hearing the growls grow louder, but I still can’t see the vile creature.
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