air-rush

Updated: June 14, 2025

He was easier now, more careless of himself and horse, less alert for a looseness in the granite mass, as he turned in his saddle to look backward. Suddenly, with a horrible sensation in his vitals, he felt his pony crumpling beneath him, even as he heard Beth sound a cry. A second later he was going, helplessly, with the air-rush in his ears and the pony's quiver shivering up his spine.

Philip Verrill Mighels - The Furnace of Gold