Sam was sitting in the knee deep water. It was a sunny day and the water was calm. Had yesterday been her imagination? She stared at the small waves coming and going. For about an hour she sat there. Nothing. At last she got up. "Whatever," she mumbled.
3 weeks later
As soon as Sam woke up and heard the wind whining outside she was in the kitchen. "Hon, it's cold and windy. You really going surfing?" grandpa asked. Sam shook her head. "No. I'm just going to hang out on the beach," she said as casually as she could. "Very well. Be back when your hungry," her grandpa winked. Sam ran outside onto the sand. She went and sat on the sand where she stood last. She looked intensely at the waves. "Yes!" She shrieked. A massive wave was coming right at her, and mixed with the foam was at least ten horses. They galloped at her. Each fighting the next to reach the shore first. They had thick mane flowing behind them and mixing with the foam. Each one was as white as snow. Then she saw him. The big horse. Suddenly the wave was upon Sam. The horses came out of the waves and galloped past her. They galloped a few meters before splashing into the sand. Sam spun around and looked at them. She felt something in her neck. She turned around and before her stood the big horse, Xanthos. "Get on. I'll take you to our kingdom," the wind whispered. So Xanthos's messenger was the wind. Suddenly Sam felt afraid. Xanthos suddenly spooked and reared. He squealed. Behind him stood a mare. He turned around and nipped at the mare. They both fled into the sea. Sam didn't need the wind to tell her what she had just done. She had broken the wave horses' trust. Oh, how badly she wanted to see the kingdom! Now she'll never see the wave horse and his herd again.
Each night, when Sam was asleep, and each morning when she woke, she would hear the wind cry: "Xanthos"
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