hoofbeat

As we shall be erased when the last hoofbeat dies."

That was all; he stayed still as a crystal till the last hoofbeat had faded.

She felt far calmer than she'd feared; increasingly so, with every hoofbeat that carried her away from home.

Every hoofbeat echoed hollowly upon the material of the bridge, and how far would the sound travel?

All the while, Allukah's pie-footed gelding plodded on without missing a hoofbeat.

"Now I recognize his hoofbeat.

It is getting closerwith each hoofbeat.'

He looked around from checking his saddle girth to find two riders heading for him at a full gallop, snow fountaining with every hoofbeat.

The two pushed themselves to the limit, the name "Mina" sounding with every hoofbeat, every beat of Silvanoshei's heart.

ABC wants to insure that horse-racing fans don't miss a hoofbeat at tomorrow's Kentucky Derby.

Dusty fell silent at once, but now in spite of the hoofbeat thunder of Martie's own galloping heart, she realized the car was idling.

He stayed crouched and low in his saddle as his mount pounded along the beach, sending billowing clouds glittering sand flying with each hoofbeat.

While his steed bounds ahead, new aches join the background music of his life-raw, chafed thighs and a bruised spine that jars with each pounding hoofbeat.

And with the sight of it they became aware also of a faint distant rumbling, as of the hoofbeat of innumerable war-horses charging across the steppes.

There were moments in the shimmering heat when I could feel the past nudging at my elbow, when I imagined I was a hoofbeat away from the great J. E. B. Stuart.

He crossed himself, edged away from her, and left her THE MORE I SEE YOU contemplating the surrounding countryside, which was starting to look more medieval by the hoofbeat.

As Tarma and her partners rode over golden-grassed hill after undulating hill, even the warsteeds frisked a little, kicking up puffs of dust from the road with each hoofbeat, and they were at the end of the day's journey.

Sometimes Errant thought he saw eyes watching him, staring, blinking, following their every hoofbeat, but if he turned quickly in the saddle they were gone and the twisted trunks showed only deep age-worn bark furrows, scarred and weather-cracked beneath the hanging creepers.

The horse saw him and trotted right by his head, passed the car like a ship, whinnied softly, and continued on through town, bedeviled by the dogs, and clip-clopped back to the jungle on the other side, and all I heard was the faint hoofbeat fading away in the woods.

When the beast was ten or so metres from him, and he could have sworn he could feel each shuddering hoofbeat through the flagstones under his boots and make out the great silvery spike attached to its forehead by a glinting harness, he fired; that animal too disappeared, just like a hologram.