They came in with the tide. The moon illuminated long lines of froth as the waves gathered and gathered and gathered offshore, and when they finally broke on the sand, the capaill uisce tumbled onto the shore with them. The horses pulled their heads up with effort, trying to break free from the salt water.


I have always been fascinated by the capall uisce (or more by the kelpies because that's the name which I learned first when someone speaks about water horses) and I'm really glad that someone wrote a novel about them. I'm really glad.

I must admit that I'm rather glad that I haven't read the Shiver trilogy yet because Maggie Stiefvater says that its a rather corrupted version of the werewolf legend while she realized that she could be as choosy as she liked with her mythology (everyone who has read something about the water horses knew that it's more myth than anything else ... horses that would eat flesh but being able to change into young, handsome men, ... - something like that) because I believe that I would be disappointed if I would have read the Shiver trilogy before I read "The Scorpio Races".

After all I can say that "The Scorpio Races" isn't really a novel about water horses but somehow it still is. It's like that Puck and Sean are just the tour guides. I love how it ended as a novel of "taming" (You can't really tame a water horse unlike you're Sean and I would still hestitate to name it "taming".) them and racing on them at the beach while the ocean calls towards them. Oh, and I really love the delevopement of the love story between Puck and Sean. It's believeable and not a bit annoying.