Misty of Chincoteague｜辛可提岛的迷雾

原著作者｜玛格丽特·亨利 For four hundred years they have never been tamed On Assateague Island in the middle of the Atlantic a herd of wild horses still runs free just like their ancestors did Free to run free to love free to die No one knew where they came from until a storm revealed the secret In the sixteenth century a Spanish galleon broke apart in a violent storm The horses on board jumped into the freezing water and swam and swam until they reached this deserted island Since then this place has been their kingdom Paul and Maureen were just an ordinary brother and sister on Chincoteague Island Every day after school they would climb onto the roof and search through a telescope for a white mare across the sea She ran like lightning so fast that even the wind couldn't catch her The islanders called her Phantom Paul said if I could ride her I would give up ten years of my life Maureen didn't say a word She just dropped her pennies one by one into an old tin box Three years They saved for three whole years On Pony Penning Day the whole island gathered The herd was driven into the water a brown river of horses swimming toward the shore Phantom was the last to enter the water but the first to reach the beach She shook her white mane and water droplets sparkled like diamonds in the sun At the auction Paul's hands were shaking He offered everything they had One hundred and twenty-three dollars Someone called out one fifty Someone else called out two hundred Paul lowered his head took Maureen's hand and turned to leave Right then a commotion erupted behind them Phantom had broken free She pushed through the crowd her white body like a bolt of light cutting through the noisy square She stopped right in front of the two children She lowered her head and her warm nose gently touched Maureen's cheek The whole square fell silent The old cowboy took off his hat and wiped his eyes She chose you he said This horse is yours One year later on a stormy night Phantom gave birth to a foal He had a golden mane like silk woven from sunlight and a white star on his forehead like a lighthouse at the edge of the sea Paul held him in his arms and whispered Your name is Misty You are free and you are ours 前往小宇宙评论区与主播互动