A/N:Good Morning, peeps! Let´s unveil this, shall we? I´m in love with you reactions, btw. ;)

I was kinda expecting you to ass about the titles sooner, it was the lovely Lolo84 who asked. Any guesses?

IMPORTANT! TwiLighT7242 is also posting her drabble Defining Facts, Theories, and Dogmas this month, how could I not said before? .::smh::.

Citrus Aurantifolia

After eagerly drinking half the precious liquid, I dragged myself sluggishly out of the cave. I wanted nothing more than to go back to sleep, but I figured the safe, smart thing would be to investigate my surroundings.

I half remembered horses… no… Centaurs. Could it be true?

That thought injected energy into my weakened body. If it was true, and Angela had been right, then maybe she had been right about Marie.

I had taken only a few steps outside the cave, and into the biting cold, when the length of a spade smacked against my chest.

"P´on va cree´ti?"* asked an impressively tall chestnut centaur.

"I´m sorry, I don´t understand," I croaked.

The creature flared his nostril and breathed out in annoyance.

"Where do you think you are going?" he asked in perfect English, sounding mighty pissed at being made to speak such language.

"I don´t know. I woke up, and didn´t know where I was," I said, speaking as serenely as I could manage. "I still don´t," I whispered.

The Centaur didn´t care if I knew or not, he only grunted "Stay in the cave!" and left.

I went back to the cave to investigate the cauldron, instead.

*uh… yeah… I forgot to clarify that that´s not a human language. Though, it´s real enough for the Centaurs of the Dense Woods. ;)