"Are you going to come in?" the voice bounced around in your mind.
You were frozen with surprise. Your amnesia a was slacking off, and scratchy bits of memory revealed themselves in your mind.
RUN! RUN! RUN! you mind commanded in response.
"It's no use madam. There is nowhere to go. Oh, I almost forgot. Forgive Lopsy for dragging you through all of that brush. It's a real pain in the keister to get down here."
"Wh-Who's 'Lopsy'?" you asked, trying to figure out what to do. Your legs fidgeted as if trying to betray your orders after every syllable.
The three-headed cyclops came strolling out a door on the other side of the room.
Hello, it said to you without opening its mouth.
"H-hi...?"
"Don't worry she doesn't bite."
"That's a she?"
Hey!
"Sorry!"
• • •
These people seemed like an old couple although you knew that wasn't true because they told you the story of how they met.
They literally ran into each other in the meadow above the residence one day. Monsters were chasing the two in separate groups. On their own, neither one if them had enough power on their own to defeat the hordes of monsters. When one ran into the other, they tried using Psychic magic on one another, and they both felt sharp pains in their heads.
They instantly understood each other and the motives of the other. Together, they fought off the monsters, and became "very fond of one another" as Ander, the fancy-speaking, human one, had described it.
"Soooo.... why am I hear exactly?" you asked once the story was over.
"I actually have no idea. Lopsy?"
Sh-sh reminds me of someone. Someone that I knew long ago and can't remember. All I know is a face. I need your help...
You and Anders were frozen with surprise. What did she mean? And even if you knew, how were you supposed to help her?
"Lopsy?" Ander sounded confused, "What do you mean?"
The - The face i-it's a women's that looks just like yours. She used to come into the woods by this tiny little village to play with me, feed me, and keep me alive. When the monsters attacked me, I was looking at that village waiting for her to come into the woods. Ashes, her voice began to break, was all I saw. Then, a massive explosion of purple-black flames.
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Ran, Running, and Will Run By Maddiff Rel
FantasíaAll your life, you have ran. Since you were conceived in your mother's womb. Since you got your first sword. Since your thirteenth birthday when you got your first set if armor. You have ran from many things. You parents. Your friends. Your home. Th...
