Ultra Amber to Marchenghast!
We hear a voice cry out in the wee hours of the morning. Was it a dream? A vision! Someone or some thing is calling us to Marchenghast Castle! But why now? I saddle up my intrepid Connemara gelding, Ultra Amber, and we ride out from Moorland, through the Silverglade estate, and up into the mountains of the Goldenhills. Who or what awaits us there if anything? Outfit : Black ridge top cowboy hat, Explorer's glasses, Jones jacket, Sabine's Riding Pants, Black Pro gloves, Snug Stable Day boots. Tack : Emboidered Celtic bridle, Explorer's blanket and leg wraps, Headless Horseman's saddle, Soul Rider essentials saddlebag.
