I tasted dirt and blood as hooves pummelled and pummelled. There were loud thuds as they hammered the ground beside me, and splintering, softly sickening cracks as every now and then one hit my body. Through the agony of the battering I became aware that my vision had gone and I could no longer see.
The cowardly, fugitive sun fled swiftly over the sky as the great beasts' hooves hammered into the ground and pounded into my body.
And the pain was too big, too vast and too all-pervading to allow even the smallest cry to escape my lips.