Their chasing me. I can't stay here, they will find me. I need to leave, travel far away. Away from anyone I might hurt. But where can I go, when I don't have anyone in the world to guide me? When you are my kind, life is one repeated thing-run. For them it is another single thing-chase. I can't breathe. Blood fills my mouth, creeps down my throat. I choke as the metallic-tasting liquid crushes my lungs. I see them, the towering figures rising up against the night sky, threatening to quench the moonlight. They take me. I am clinging to life. What is life, if you spend your days running from the inevitable? Pointless. I am lost in thought as they take me. Take me away from life. Pointless, yet valuable, life.
I suddenly realize how much I want to live. I will not die here. I will not...
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FantasyUnusual is an understatement. Lets just say the path I follow isn't the one I chose. Changing is not an option. But my life is in danger. Something is hunting me. I have to fit in. Fit in, or die.
