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Now, let's continue with Vampire Heart, right where we left off last week.
“My wife,” the inn keeper said. “She is still in the carriage and we can’t calm the damn horses.”
His voice seemed desperate. I would have expected the lady inside of the carriage to cry, make noise or try to go out but the inside was quiet and nobody was moving behind the curtains. I knew nothing about horses and I had no ideas how to help. I just knew that there was something in Alexej scaring the horses just like I had scared them before. I walked toward him, not really aware of what I was doing. Alexej was still at a respectable distance of the horses, mainly training to block their way wherever they were trying to go but I didn’t care about such precaution.
I stopped facing the horses and walked straight at them clacking my tongue against my palate like I had heard so many coachman do before. The horses didn’t calm down, at best they seemed intrigued, their feet were still flying high and I had to esquive them more then once.
The inn keeper was yelling that I had gone mad like the horses and to stop me. Alexej’s movement seemed to have slowed down in my back. The horses stopped kicking and started to walk backward. I knew they would soon be stopped by the trees. I raised my hand to bring it to the high of their heads, I could see the madness move their nostrils, smelling their breath blowing in my face, the sweat of their runs, their growing fear as they escaped the wolf. It was all here, mixed in front of me in their behaviour. I could understand the way they move by studying them like I had studied the humans before. They almost reached the trees and I knew they feared the wolves who might come from behind them and they feared to predator in me just like my horse had done before.
I accelerate toward the horses as the carriage hit a tree. The horses couldn’t run anymore, they had to finally face me, they tried to kick again but I was too close. I placed one hand on the check of one and the other hand on the nose of the other.
They were breathing heavily, trembling in my hands like Irina had done few moments ago. I waited for them to calm down, for their eyes to stop moving like crazy dust balls in the wind. They kicked the ground with their feet.
They tried to push me away. I could feel their strength against my shoulders. But I stayed and won. They lowered their head and allowed me to take the bridle, they followed me as I lead them back in the centre of the court, in front of the inn.
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