Prologue ~
I was running.
Sprinting through the dark woods, the shadows threatened to over take me but I refused to let them win. The fear inside of me kept from my limbs pushing harder, it stopped me from escaping. They were close, I could feel them. Feel there minds in mine. Feel the motion of their limbs in mine. Feel the threats towards me. I felt it all.
I was stronger than it, maybe not physically but mentally. I had to be. I had to overthrow them; I couldn’t let them catch me.
But I knew I couldn’t… I never did.
I’ve had this dream a bunch of times before, always ending in the same outcome.
Me, dead.
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Enduring the Stars
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