I was startled to hear the thundering of hooves. Having lived near Armonk, NY all my life, I had never heard such a sound before.
    “What is that horrible sound?”
    “That is the sound of the Black Steeds riding west from Armonk.”
    “The Black Steeds?”
    “The ↑Nazgul. They once were men. Now they are neither dead nor alive.
    They are IBM’s attorneys.”