Twelve year old Freya was running as fast as her feet could carry her along with her mom, away from an abusive man she once called daddy. Since they lived far away from the main road, they had to maneuver their way through the vast trees and pitch dark night that enveloped them into the forest. They kept running but the woman was aware that her husband will eventually catch up with them. It's only just a matter of time. Thinking as fast as she could, she stopped running and knelt in front of her daughter whose eyes were darting around the forest frantically. She cupped Freya's cheeks and made her look down. Wiping away her tears, she hugged her tightly as if today was going to be the last day of them seeing each other. She told her to keep running and find somewhere to hide until she came for her. Freya was scared but listened to her mother nonetheless. She ran and ran until her feet started to hurt, causing her to trip over a wooden log and fall straight into oblivion. Cover done by: @SamuelStormbringer