Wherever we pass...

He got 1st place

Contest: Myths and Fairytales
Class: Burning hooves
Rider: Vincent Nightrow
Horse: HSLG Cerberos

Story:

A young men was sitting on a treebranche observing Vincent and Cerberos through his field glasses. "They are good in time.",he said to himself and take a look at his watch. Suddenly a vioce from down on the ground was asking: "What are you doing there Daniel?" The young men got frightend an lost his field glasses, wich are falling down. He looked down to the person who talked to him. It was an older men with deep black hair that started to turn silver, in black suit with a black leather coat. He looked a bit like an old wolf with his golden eyes wich are glooming behind his glasses. "Oh,ehm nothing special Sir. I'm just observing the boy.", the young one answered. "He's pretty fast on his demon horse thing." The older one just shook his head and jumped from the ground up to the tree branche. "Our work is done Daniel we can go now.", he said with his dark voice and the younger one looked up at him. "Can't we just watch the competition? Please Sir. I'll promise I'll do all my paperwork tomorrow and bring all the books back I took from the archive. Please.", Daniel asked with puppy eyes. "Why do you want to see the end of the race?", said the grey haired man. Daniel just sreatched his head and seams to be a bit embaressed. "Well I...I ehm...", he tried to avoid the answer. "Daniel..." "I just digusied as a mortal and bet that the boy will be the fastest.", he spit the truth out. "You did what? Please don't tell me that you gambled your scythe again.", screamed the older one and hit the young one with a leather pocketbook. "No Sir. I bet for some money. I'm maybe sometimes a bit ehm imprudent but I'm not mad.", he tried to defend himself. "Imprudent?! You are sometimes not only imprudent but really stupid." "I'm sorry." The older one took the field glasses and looked through them.

Cerberos was running through the field with Vincent on his back they are so fast that they turned the bushes on fire when they pass them. The blond hair of the boy was waving in the wind and the horse snorrted loudly. For a moment the it seams like there was a shadow behind them. A men with long ashblond hair, warped in a long black cloak on a dark grey mare with glooming red eyes. He was carrying a scythe and wherever he and his horse pass they set everything on fire. "Like in the olden times.", the older one whispered. "The reapers on thier pale mares. Roaming the night seeking for the souls they have to collect and guide to thier destinies." "Reapers on pale horses?", said Daniel and seamed surprised. "I thought we have always used motorcicles and those horses are only some kind of decoration. Ouch!" The leather pocketbook was slamed on Daniels head for the second time. "Stupid child.", the older one muttered.

Vincent gave his best. There are only a few obstacles and then they have to pass the open field to the finish. "Come on Cer. We can do it.", he wisphered to the horse. The stallion snorted and increased the speed. They left a burning trace behind them.

*He's your son Chiaron. Just like you he set the world on fire wherever he pass.*

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