"Hahahahahahhahahaa!" Ada's tone hollered across a nice wide visible patch of green fields. "More Horses!"
"Join me my friends." Her tone shone in joy, as this blissful day imprinted what she favours.
"Where are these Horses coming from? I never saw so many before." She asked herself, gazing upon a harass of 70 Horses coming from the west.
Some even being too small to even be considered a newborn, yet they are running with no lack of stability. So the young lady asked herself, "What kind of Horses are those?"
Out of a sudden, the Horses around her disappeared including the one she was riding. Considering the momentum, as her knees met the ground, she started tumbling forward for a few meters.
Raising her head up, sitting on place as she spotted her field of view reducing along with the grass diminishing.
Moving her shoulders backwards to fight away a sore feeling, she notices a figure generating out of nothingness.
