The war of Races
Astria sighed, quickly climbing onto the horse that she stole from Tarian during her escape; the medical man by her side.
Tuviel nodded, seeming to agree with her daughter, something that seemed to be becoming quite regular, when a few weeks ago, they could barely see eye-to-eye. She jumped onto a brown stallion, quickly overpowering his will to struggle and taming him. He was used to the rough aspects of a Deus, but that did not mean she would treat him as they did. she loved all creatures, well, that was; except for those that wished to kill her daughter.
Gilmy appeared defeated as he steadily rose onto the back of a white and black mare, his eyes lowered towards its neck. “I see, well in
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