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Faelen, The Horse from the Sea
Faelen, The Horse from the Sea
Faelen, The Horse from the Sea
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Faelen, The Horse from the Sea

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Natalie thinks nowhere can be more dismal than rainy, chilly Chester in the summertime. Then a horse walks onto the beach and the adventure begins...

LanguageEnglish
PublisherRiley Press
Release dateJan 12, 2019
ISBN9781386253891
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    Faelen, The Horse from the Sea - Judith Wade

    For Gracie, who growled.

    Chapter One

    The horse was ice white and bigger than any Natalie had ever seen.  His mane hung waving and wet, spangled with glittering droplets of water that trickled slowly onto the damp sand.  His tail floated in the surf, the ends swirling in silver curls around his hind feet.  Out from under the forelock that fell in a tousled twist down his narrow face, two big eyes shone, black as jet. He was watching her, looking at once mischievous, startled and wary.

    Natalie gave a surprised yelp.

    For one thing, one did not often see horses in the tiny village of Chester.

    For another, it seemed to her that the horse had walked right up and out of the sea, like a diver coming onto shore, or a sleek seal sliding out onto a rocky perch. Water streamed from the horse’s back and clung like diamond chips on his muzzle.

    Finally, there was something odd about the horse, in the knowing gleam of his dark gaze, and in the way he stood watching her, his coat so blindingly white that Natalie lifted one hand to shade her eyes.

    And then he was gone, nothing left but a ring of ripples in the water and the empty path leading to the Chester woods. Natalie, who just moments before had been cross and bored, hoping and longing for something to happen, stared after the horse for a long time. 

    I guess my wish has come true, she thought.  There was a funny tingling in the tips of her fingers.

    You did not, said Andy loudly.

    Yes, I did, replied Natalie, eating a pretzel and turning a page in her book.  She was trying to ignore her brother, but her heart had begun to pound at the thought of the horse.

    You read too much, Andy tried, but Natalie just looked at him, and his face flushed.

    Andy did not like English. This summer his teacher had assigned him special reading exercises to practice.

    You let your imagination run away with you, he said at last, sounding so much like Mr. Murdock, the grouchy, bossy principal of Chester School, that Natalie felt herself wince.

    Deciding he had won the argument, Andy pushed his reading worksheet under a magazine on the table, grabbed his baseball hat and headed for the back door, letting it slam shut behind him with an annoying bang.

    Natalie sighed and closed her book, which she hadn’t been reading anyway. She wouldn’t admit it to Andy, but the image of the horse kept appearing in her head, and she had a million questions about him.

    To whom did the horse belong?  Where was he now? How had he gotten away from his owner to begin with, and why had he been in the water? Did horses swim?

    In all her books, all her hours of day-dreaming, even Natalie had never pictured such an animal. He was like a fairy horse or a mythical beast from some legend. A part of her was afraid she might have dreamed him, but another part of her was positive she hadn’t.  She remembered how her breath had nearly stopped in her throat when she saw him, how the cool salt air had stung her cheeks, the sound of the waves pounding the rocks.

    Frowning, Natalie looked out the window, wishing Becky would come back from her family vacation. It had been boring and lonely with her away. Chester, isolated and small, felt almost like a jail cell this summer to Natalie.  There was nothing new to do, no adventure, no excitement in the sleepy streets and quiet woods.

    And now Natalie had no one to talk to about what she had seen—the fantastic horse that had seemed to appear like magic on the Chester beach. Becky, practical and kind, would have listened and understood, even if she didn’t believe. Not like Andy, who only cared about NASCAR and his friend Tyler, and had never imagined anything in his entire, miserable life.

    Natalie folded her arms across her chest, feeling angry and unhappy.  There had been a horse, and she had seen it, no matter what Andy said. She wished now she hadn’t told him. It was only that she missed Becky.  She sighed again.

    She slid her book onto a shelf, took Andy’s reading exercises out from under the magazine, just to teach him a lesson, put a handful of pretzels in her pocket, and went outside. She wandered down Main Street, looking in the shop windows and wondering what to do. She had returned twice to the spot where the horse had been—once yesterday and once the day before—but the wind must have blown the tracks away and she couldn’t follow to see where he might have gone.

    Natalie frowned.  It wasn’t as if the horse had a million places to hide, which only made the mystery all the deeper. There were the woods, of course, but other than that, Chester was

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