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Trumpets sounded from all around, the noise blared against my ears and for a moment I was stunned. But Cloud was not, nor was Maria and her gleaming white horse.
Her horse took off along the race path, and Cloud sprang into action. I was momentarily jostled, and was sure I would fall when I heard Benyst yell, "Hold on to the reins! Stay low to his back!" and did as I was told. I wrapped the reins around my wrists and drew my body in low to Cloud’s. He was strong and powerful; I had to squint my eyes to keep out the hot wind as he galloped.
Maria was fast, the distance between us grew wider. If I didn't get over myself, she was going to win this. I loosened my grip on the reins and tried to relax in the saddle. Cloud sensed the change in me, and his speed increased.
“That's it Clo
