[...it's much, much worse than he imagined it would be. Watching a horse run was nothing compared to riding one. He'd never gone this fast before. His loosened grip tightens again, holding onto the reins as if it's really going to make him feel any better, and he tries to focus on... something, like the horse's ears. That was the closest he'd get to looking ahead right now. He'd just have to trust Astrid.]
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I-it's really... f-fast!
[Too fast.
Is this what a heart attack feels like?]