I'm Riding You With A Slack Rein,

Hush," He Said. "i Am Asking You To Marry Me. Would You Be Convinced If I Knelt Down?

She Was As Forthright And Simple As The Winds That Blew Over Tara And The Yellow River That Wound Around It.

Times Were So Hard It Was Difficult To Feed And Lodge Humans, Much Less Animals.

Ser Eyes Met His, Hers Naked With Pleading, His Remote As Mountain Lakes Under Gray Skies. She Saw In Them Defeat Of Her Wild Dream, Her Mad Desires.

It Was Not Often That She Was Alone Like This And She Did Not Like It. When She Was Alone She Had To Think And, These Days, Thoughts Were Not So Pleasant.