My horse’s ears pricked, watchful, a rumble deep from his throat.
We rode through Sentinel Valley, ruins of the Ancients looking down upon us. They call to you in unexpected moments, their hands lacing with yours and pulling you down paths that lead nowhere. The words lingered in the air, each one a shimmering spirit, cold whispers of caution, but I wasn’t afraid. Write down every word once you get there,Īnd now we do, at least the parts we remember. If you believe the copy of this e-book you are reading infringes on the author’s copyright, please notify the publisher at: us./piracy.įor my fierce and unstoppable girls, Ava, Emily, and Leah Copyright infringement is against the law.
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