""Then the flap of a bird in a bush, and the crack of twigs...

""Then the flap of a bird in a bush, and the crack of twigs under stealthy footsteps. There was someone watching me from the trees. A faint shape and shadow in the wind, a stirring in the leaves. I gazed into the dappled dark, wondering at the watcher.  I was turned away from the road when they came.  I heard them first. The sound of horses in the distance was a vast thrumming like a swarm of distant angry bees."  

— from the novel Sinful Folk

SOURCE: letsgoforahike: Let’s Go For A Hike