Soul of the Centaur!

A Breake:

The much needed break, finally at hand. For all to enjoy. I need the room. Not that I couldn't have stayed in my original human form? Still I did long to stretch my legs. All the four of them.

You still could not see them. I had been patient, carefull, not to let it all out. Not yet, not in here. Imagining what they'd say? Maybe I did not care to know?

I soon had managed to get out of the room, out of the building. Since I had the break, it's what I had been suposed to do. It's what the breaks were for? I had burst out, in order to have the time. Just left the books, before I was out.

I had changed, the moment it felt safe. Out on the grasses. Finding my gaits easily. Hitting the paces.

This break isn't long, they never are.