Gray and Sienna Reading Sample
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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gray was becoming fatigued from the constant motion of the horse. Under the small mirrors, pounding fee, rock and water rushed by in a blur of tan and blue. Gray's legs were numb from the pain of brambles, tugging at his skin through his writing Close, a light rain began to fall. Is the sun receded below the horizon, making the shadows of the forest more sinister. He risked a glance back at his pursuers, their steeds large and powerful, stallion's, though they were, couldn't navigate the thick undergrowth of the forest. Like Grey's horse, he couldn't help but laugh. Is the beast bucked? And we need. When they reached the thorny trail, their writers turned back, no doubt looking for another way to trap their prey as grain, his mare emerged from the forest. The rain began to quicken. Lightning pierced the sky and the light turned the black Moreland white for an instant gray, lifted the hood of his cloak and examined the shadow of the tower beyond. Despite his exhaustion, he couldn't help but exalt the moment. For nearly a year, he had searched for this place. The sharp Blackstone of the tower would have been a daunting omen for many a traveler. But for Gray, it was a beacon of hope. Many before had perished on the long and treacherous journey through the barren lands of the Roques, and none had made it through the trying conditions of the forest. Gray had fought countless troves of violets and thieves, much like the ones currently trailing him. He had killed an entire party of works in defense of his horse and tricked a doddering old oracle into giving away the location of the fortress. He had acquired an abundance of scars as well as enemies. He had broken his foot and lost nearly all of his food. He had wandered through the dust storms of the barons and survived the winter in the forest. He traveled with only the mayor's company. He had no family, no home, not a penny to his name. But what waited for gray at the top of the tower was his pathway to fortune, glory and happiness beyond belief, for at the single room. At the pinnacle of that forgot inspire the king's daughter, the Princess Sienna, lay in wait for her knight in shining armor