Escape

[Hermia's Gold]

Hermia's Gold

Standing stiff as a statue she observed the surrounding meadow eyes following the gentle of the creek, body driving her forward for a drink but mind holding every muscle tight to position refusing to accept sanctuary. Head slowly lowering to hang loosely towards the ground as body demanded rest. Muscles quivering from exhaustion, not use to the demands of flight nor even the freedom of open fields.
Need water.....
It was with panic and disgust that she watched the stallion approach. Her body slowly curling up and away from him.
Where... is.... he.... going?
Energy depleted she remained still though ready to spring away at a flick of impending danger. Sides of sweat drenched chest heaved with every breathe of air.  At ten feet away, proving that indeed he was approaching she flung her head up to its full height, ears pinned back in protest. At 5 feet away she squealed out half rearing and slamming her aching front right up and out then to the ground. Head thrown sky high then freezing at his words eyeing him suspiciously.
A new wave of panic rising from deep within as mind registered there was no barrier separating the two. He was completely free to lay harm as he wished. Eyes darted across landscape noting all beasts mingled freely amongst themselves. Suddenly she longed for the safety of her four walls. Her life of solitude. Interacting with other horses only through out reached necks and double barrier she certainly hadn’t the skills of social interaction. She shrank away a pace, mouthing the air in silent submission.
“What is here? Where are the humans?”
Her voice remained strong, though patchy through her panting. Tone was matter of fact, lacking emotion. Manners forgotten.




No more yielding but a dream