A beautifully poetic tale masterfully written and illustrated by two beloved figures of New Zealand children's literature.
When the wind blows across the firth, the white horses rear up and gallop into the night. I feel the pattern of the hoof-beats in my dreams and know that I must go with them, to the shadow of a new and mysterious land.
The enjoyment of this book lies in its poetic language and the surreal, dreamlike quality of the illustrations. This is a story for children who enjoy thoughtfulness, and who like to have images built up with words in their minds.
â NZ Herald