I'm running through the forest-someone is chasing me. My heart beats fast in my chest as I frantically look for a place to hide. About a quarter mile ahead there is a cave half concealed by overgrowth, making this my goal, I pick up my pace and head towards the cave. "Don't look back, don't look back-" these words repeatedly flow through my head. I look back. A burly man with a beard and a scar from his nose all the way across his left cheek is chasing me; he morphs into a girzzley bear and releases a loud roar. Suddenly this bear man breathes fire which I dodge by jumping sideways to my left but, my foot gets cought on a fallen branch and I stumble, the ground rushing at my face. I quickly roll onto my back, ready to spring back up and continue my mad dash for the cave. However, the bear looms over me opening its large snout ready to fry me...
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The stones
RandomA story I started a year and a half ago. I don't think I'll continue it, but I may. A girl is on a journey with her friends to recover the Fire Stone before the world crumbles.
