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At the front of the pack, Dart runs like the wind, and I see a huddle of buildings on the horizon in no time. In fact, I see them way too soon. I haven’t had a chance to think about how I’m going to simultaneously save my sister’s life, while also convincing the unicorns that I’m following through on my pact to kill her.
This could get tricky.
The unicorn herd slows down at the edge of the village, and I sit straighter on Dart’s back, shading my eyes to get a better look at the huts. This is not a five-star resort. Everything is made of mud and straw, and it doesn't look like it was high quality mud and straw to begin with. A few people are wandering around. Their clothes are rags, their hair unwashed, their skin the same color as the dirt that always seems to be hanging in the air h
