girl colt , i hear acorn say in acknowledgement and the horses turn for it , skirting the corner and shooting up the drive , heading for the narrow path i know is there through the woods- there 's a huge crash behind us as the river comes pounding down the road we just left , sloshing water and trees and debris everywhere , dowsing the fire but drowning everything else , surging up the drive behind us , swallowing the little farmhouse- but we 're in the woods and branches are smacking my face and i hear bradley cry out once but he does n't let go of angharrad- and it 's up a hill to a flat- and then another uphill- and through some shrubs- and then we 're sailing into the clearing , hooves thumping into the crowd , scattering screaming people this way and that , taking in the scene in a flash- seeing the probe cameras still projected on the sides of tents- they know what 's been happening- they know what 's coming- `` viola ! ''