i shout into his mane- but he ignores me , just keeps up his insane run , angharrad , too , with bradley up ahead- and it 's working , we 've reached a curve in the road and the river behind us is still coming , still full of wreckage and trees- but it 's slowing more , lowering its height some , keeping more to the riverbed- and still the horses run- down the road and away , a rushing fog reaching out to us , its tendrils licking at the horses ' tails- and the river still coming- but getting farther behind- `` we 're doing it ! ''