The Son Of Gaea
Chapter 1
I aimed the arrow at the target, doing my best the hit the middle. I released, the arrow slipping past my fingers, and embedding itself in the target's middle. I lowered my bow and wiped my brow. Training was nearly finished for the day, and we were about to go back to our cabins.
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6/16/17