The Internet Time Travel Database
Peter gazed at it in silence. His head was feeling oddly numb, and the mist seemed to
swirl around him with redoubled speed and thickness. Hardly realizing what he was doing,
he slipped his right hand inside the heavy gauntlet, and this fingers groped inside the
wide spaces, for it was far too large for his small hand.
From behind there came the
thud of hooves, a shout, shrill and defiant, the clang of metal on metal, and then a
confused roar of sounds, shouts, more hoof-beats, clang after clang, dying away into the
distance as suddenly as they had come. The gauntlet slipped from Peter’s hand, and he
shook himself as if he had just awakened.
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