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"Theo! Runner!" he was only on top as Runner kept going, the sound now was full of war drums, there may have been a thousand now coming, "We have to go mother." Said Latrell his dark brown hair, and beard growing fuller.
"Theo!" yelled Abby. Then Runner turned to his left the other horses followed, and he came to a stop under a few trees. "Move back boys" The two horses moved fast enough as the army gathered the snow falling hard the fire fading in their rear.
The soldiers came out cheering and boasting, the foot soldiers and horsemen and archers came.... they just kept coming. Finally at the fires they came. "Mother?!?" A crack in the ice, it as small but long four ways. The fires aided it, and the next crack was louder. The floor opened up, as horse and man fell under the water; so many, and if they hated her and her sons now, they did so more, as almost all the archers were lost and most of the horses, "Ride boys, Ride!" she said.
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