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The next day Alec set out to obtain more of
the carragheen. As he neared the rocks, he
saw the stallion standing silently beside a
huge boulder. Not a muscle twitched in his
black body—it was as if an artist had
painted the Black on white stone.
Alec climbed down into a small hollow
and paused to look out over the rocks
below. Suddenly he heard the stallion’s
scream, more piercing, more blood-
curdling than he had ever heard it before.
He looked up.
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