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The Runette Girl: A Narrative Fiction

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part uno The brunette girl cautiously looked behind her. A low, but audible crack of a twig resonated through the forest. Several species of animals hid into their respective abodes from the disturbance hidden beneath the thick covert. The girl knew she was still being pursued. And for what, a basic mask she had swindled? She didn't think it would be considered theft. She had found it and was immediately drawn to it. She started walking away with her newly acquired mask, but a minute later several men had started yelling and chasing after her. "What is the deal with the mask anyway?" She mumbled to herself and continued her run. She could hear and feel the rhythmic thump of hooves right behind her. Use me... Closer and closer they followed …show more content…

It was uncontrollable...unstoppable. She hugged her sides thinking maybe heat was the issue. It wasn't. It was a horrifyingly traumatic scene, but what scared her the most was a small voice in the depths of her mind telling her that she liked it. Her vision blurred and she felt something slowly fall down her face onto her arms. "What do I do?" She asked herself. Unable to find an answer, she dropped her head and continued to sob. A hand shot out and offered assistance. The girl followed the arm back to the man. She looked at him and tried to search though his indiscernible eyes once more. She still could not find one. She didn't know what else she could do. She just couldn’t seem to find an answer. Slowly, she rubbed her face, clearing it of tears, before she hesitantly grabbed his hand, allowing him to help her stand as he began to lead her onwards. The man kept his grip firm while he led her through the forest. They were silent throughout the journey, but the girl was comfortable for she had time to reevaluate her situation. How had life come to this? Just before this she considered herself to be an average peasant girl. Now here she was, running through the thick undergrowth, left hand clutching the man’s calloused one and from her right hand dangled her mischievous looking

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