Escape
Wrenna POV “On our travels through the Kingdom of Raveryn, we came across creatures that were neither horse, neither man—but rather a combination of both. Though me and my companions treaded carefully and respectfully, we were not given the same gentleness. Instead, they brought us before their leader—where two of my friends were immediately killed. And my sister? She was kept for breeding… I was let go to warn my people never to cross into the lands of Therron Vale ever again.” Personal diary of Theloen, son of Herron Vaelorion– 1836. Wrenna eyed the centaurs as she followed behind them, the leaves and twigs cracking under her boots while she and Brad were flanked by others, completely closed in. Some had long black hair, others had red hair, and she’d seen at least one with sandy blon
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