buy him for me Father I’ll ride him and if you don’t I’ll pay for him myself with what you’re singing voice I’ll pay you I tell you the horse can’t be ridden lad his mind is broken it can be ridden by me if you can rule that horse I’ll make him yours I have the price that horse will kill him Philip she’ll make a musician out of him yet doesn’t have the craft Philip he could hurt himself he’ll have to figure that out for himself you don’t like your Shadow do you it’s like a dark Spirit coming up