Fiona awoke with a start, breathing heavily as though she’d been running. “Ugh, that dream again…” She muttered as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. For weeks she’d seen this dream coming and going. Was it a premonition? Not likely, there was a truce between humans and centaurs. Maybe it was some past event she’d forgotten. No that wasn’t likely either.
Fiona looked over at the window nearby. Sunlight was making it’s way into the room, time to get up. She shifted her body so she could roll out of bed and get her _____ on the ground.
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