![]() ![]() All that was heard was the horses snorting heavily. The villagers look to one another, each showing the same apprehensive face. “Show yourselves!” Henriques exclaimed threateningly. The villagers marched in line with Henriques’ horse as if in a military parade but smaller in numbers. The sound of hooves against the rough ground imitated a palpitating heart. ![]() A south westerly wind gusted against the villagers faces bringing with it turbulent waves of withered leaves. There were dark, rolling clouds overhead, and in the air the heavy, oppressive sense of thunder.
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