“He was waiting there for her beside the pool - a great black horse with shoulders like polished ebony and the water still streaming from his mane and tail. Morag stood and looked at him for a long moment. The… — Mollie Hunter Copy Share Image
“No mortal ear could have heard the kelpie passing through the night, for the great black hooves of it were as soundless in their stride as feathers falling.” — Mollie Hunter Copy Share Image
“He was waiting there for her beside the pool - a great black horse with shoulders like polished ebony and the water still streaming… — Mollie Hunter Copy Share Image
“No mortal ear could have heard the kelpie passing through the night, for the great black hooves of it were as soundless in their… — Mollie Hunter Copy Share Image
