A rider was coming who knew the way to come.

He did not think the Rider had come by car.

It was not long before the first riders came into view.

And you've got a couple of other younger riders coming through haven't you?

I could now hear the sounds of the rider coming.

Three other riders had already come in, which left seven missing.

Late that afternoon a rider came in from the north.

He won the race, though his rider lost it and came in on foot.

And I suspect it is why these riders come back.

Then they began the long, lonely wait until the rider came again.