"Through a veil of drifting fog on Long Plain, a Brumby stallion emerges—still and watchful among the ghostly silhouettes of snow gums. His presence is fierce and noble, eyes fixed on us with quiet challenge. In this frozen hush, he is the wild made flesh, guardian of the high country’s fading legends."
"Through a veil of drifting fog on Long Plain, a Brumby stallion emerges—still and watchful among the ghostly silhouettes of snow gums. His presence is fierce and noble, eyes fixed on us with quiet challenge. In this frozen hush, he is the wild made flesh, guardian of the high country’s fading legends."