settling on top of snow, i make sure shes comfy as we take a trot out onto the trail. galloping beside me is william’s horse, a well kept horse with a deep black coat except for a white line making its way down its nose as we both trot along the trail, suddenly both of our horses get startled and speed off into an unknown direction. I try to stay on as good as i can but i eventually take a tumble down onto the floor; ahead of me is Williams in the same position. i slowly let myself up and look around us.. huh, this is NOT the trail

“do you reckon we might have gone off that trail?” williams asks weakly from down the dirt, his knees and shirt scuffed from the fall