The Seventh Horseman emerged with a quick flash of grey-green eyes in an angular face and body movements that almost hummed, as if she were possessed of hundreds of tiny, danger-sensitive antennae, all working at once. She used her hands like whips to accentuate her carefully enunciated, sandpapery words. She explained that another Troop member had paved the way for her as she herself at times paved the way for others, making the journey safe.
