A Ghostly Encounter

Autumn leaves flew up from the speed the two were going at; stones sparked; their world seemed to stretch; and time flipped from slowing down to speeding up. Toris's short, brown hair fluttered behind him as he continued to kick at his horse in the hopes of making her run faster. But no matter how much she pushed, how much she snuffled and snorted, they can not shake off the ghost.