The Gig, Thursday Afternoon

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There were many things Micah was having to get used to in this strange place. Which was putting it lightly. But being paid for doing the work he had previously done simply because he'd been told to was the least of them.

After caring for the horses he stepped outside for a breath of air.

"But where are all the war horses?" he wondered aloud. "Wizard, if it truly was you that day, where have you sent me?"