UNDER HEAVY CONSTRUCTION [BOOK 1] the daughter of a dying bloodline and humanity's strongest soldier find themselves entangled in a web of emotions they never expected to feel. but as the relentless fight towards freedom continues, they wonder if th...
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After you left the orphanage, you rode straight through the first night, only taking time to rest when your horse needed it, as there was no time to waste.
The urgency to reach the Scouts forced you forward and you covered the distance from The orphanage to Wall Rose in just over a day. Your mind hadn't stopped racing at the thought of your comrades being ripped to shreds by whatever horrors awaited them at Shiganshina. Betrayal still gnawed at your heart, but something beyond hatred fueled you to keep going.
You passed across plains and through forests, until finally making your way to Trost, the southernmost district of Wall Rose. Here, exhaustion finally caught up to you, demanding a pause in your relentless charge.
You had nearly pushed your horse to the brink of exhaustion, so in an effort to spare her from the las leg of the journey, you spent your remaining coin on a new steed. You hoped this would expedite your journey as well. Renting a room for the night, you tried to make the most of what little rest you could afford. Sleep came fitfully, your mind restless with worry and anticipation for the trials that lay ahead.
As dawn broke, you resumed your journey, crossing into Wall Maria with heightened caution. You had now entered back into titan territory, their threat lurking around every corner.
You were no amateur in this area, considering your upbringing, but your exhaustion was beginning to catch up to you, causing your senses to slip. Your sharp precision in avoiding titans alone would not help you in your current state.
By sheer force of will, you pushed through blistering pain from the saddle, growing starvation, and fatigue. You were nearly to Shiganshina – you refused to give up now.
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Night was falling fast, and your horse's speed began to slow. You had been riding through Wall Maria for the whole day at this point, so it was foolish to push forward in this state. You grudgingly veered off path, seeking cover in the dense leaves of a nearby forest.
Among the towering trees, you found shelter beneath a large, sturdy oak. You secured your horse to its base before ascending to the safety of the branches above. Even though it was nighttime, you didn't want to risk sleeping on the forest floor in case any enemy decided to catch you by surprise.
Nestled into the crux of the tree, you leaned against the gnarled bark, gazing out into the vast expanse of the night ahead. The new moon hung in the air, its feeble glow offering scant illumination to the world below. From your vantage point, you could see for miles, the landscape covered in an inky darkness.
Exhaustion clawed at your every fiber, a relentless reminder of the few days spent riding with little rest. As the night stretched before you, worry and confusion pressed upon your chest. The emotions and thoughts you had been running away from these past days had finally caught up.
