It was much colder now. The wind was very strong and somehow unpredictable. They were really glad to have finally found a shelter. Staying together, closely, they were waiting for that last jump. The final mission. Soon they would be traveling, under watchful eyes, carried on silver wings, by thousands of horses. Some would probably find their destination on the other side of the country, some were destined to go all the way, much further than one could ever imagine. Protecting, holding on. All over night. All over night...
Soon, soon...