Chapter 5- Unknown

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This is kind of short, sorry! And 50 reads thank you all so much!





Blood soaks my thin clothes. As I run through the woods the rain only gets harder and colder, blurring my field of vision. I don't know if he's chasing me still, the boy who looked to be even younger than me carrying a large sword. He killed them too, their blood was smeared on the wooden planks of our living room like cheap paint. But a mercenary– I'm almost certain that's who he was– wouldn't care that my parents never committed a crime, that they are– were good people who had so much more to live.

Salty tears stream down my face– or at least I think, it's hard to tell with the rain. For now, I'm just running, I can't go to the scorches, which would be impossible to cross, I can't go back home, who knows what, or who is waiting there for me, the only place really available to hide is the heavy forests past the palace but even that's risky and there are always rumors about dangerous creatures and assassins and all sorts of hazardous things living there. But no one has ever been in there and escaped, also this is all from a rumor paper written by a gang of kids my age just trying to make some money like everyone else, trying to feed their families, and most still failing to get a full meal on the table.

The dirt path beneath my feet turns to grass as I enter the mists of the dreaded forest, supposedly going to kill me. Great.




I warned you it was short but now you get to read my rant. Yay! (Or not I don't know) This year I was going to run for student council president and it was going to be great, all my friends are in the club and the teachers who run it love me. Then one of my really good friends decides to run too. Now I don't know what to do because I'm fine with being VP but still. Also unrelated but I made a Powerless playlist on Spotify (Don't know if it's gonna work but it's just called Powerless) Also Also do you like Hamilton? If so please tell me your favourite song/character. Mine is John Laurens and Dear Theodosia. Thanks for reading!

-Hadley 

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