What marked me in that trilogy was the Flying Fucker (falling down the pit in sacrifice) and the marvelous deadly flying ungulate... *opens my copy*... I am here! Shall we fly?
He opened his eyes, She was in the sky overhead, more glorious to see than even innermost knowledge remembered her to be. She seemed brighter, her horn more luminous, every time she came. His heart lifted to see her and to watch her land so lightly at his side.

Imraith-Nimphais.