He was rechecking the window, and torch lights could be seen. “You have to go right now!”
“Can’t I say goodbye—”
“No!” he rebuked her. “There is no time for that! I will tell them. You must go, sister. It might already be too late!”
Callisto ran to the back door and into the fading night, dawn threatening to break through soon. Tears ran freely down her cheeks as she searched for a way to run. She had never left the town of Catark before. Where was she even to go?
Just then, she heard a familiar snort and pounding of hoof on earth. By the fence was the horse that had started all of this. She didn’t question it and quickly launched herself on its back.
“Take me away, Ares! Take me somewhere I will be safe!”
The horse reared up and bolted down the dirt road heading north just as severa
