It was not fear.

It was something beyond fear, and he would not have been otherwhere for any reward.

All his mind remained poised, expectant, as the astronomer waits for the new star which his calculations have predicted to enter the field of his telescope.
He caught the sound of another horse coming, far different even to his unpracticed ear from the beat of hoofs which announced the coming of Buck Daniels.

The rhythm of their fall was slower, as if the stride of the animal were much longer.

He pictured a mighty creature with a vast mane blown back against the chest of a giant rider.