They arrived in a large grassy plain, bordered by a blue lake, the water now very still in the morning mist. The druidess stopped in her tracks and could do little else than stare in awe and enchantment at the sight layed out before her. Dozens upon dozens of beautiful white horses walking gracefully on their delicate long legs, pausing once in a while to nibble at the tender green grass and glance at the humans.

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