Fantasy and Ysatnaf
by Anna Steingold
I was a huntress back then. I would shoot animals, sell their fur and eat their meat. I was very independent and curious. Then one day, when it was sunny, but strangely quiet, I heard a horse’s neigh. Now that was strange, too. It wasn’t a usual horse’s neigh. It was as if it was trying to say, “Come over, I need your help.”
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