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We raced through the forests. Leaves slapping, limbs scratching, and grass bending as we thumo our way across the mountain trail.
"We're almost free. Just a couple more miles," I whispered into Philip's—my horse—ear. He was huffing too much to answer.
We've been on the run for many now without stopping except for the few spare hours. Tightening my lips, I decided Philip needed to rest and I needed food if we were ever going to make it there alive.
Stopping in a meadow, getting off of Philip, I let him eat some grass. "I'm sorry Philip... I just couldn't watch them kill the innocent anymore. Dragging you into this, I'm sorry."
"It's okay Melissa," he assured me in his rough voice. "I couldn't work for your family any longer just as much as you couldn't watch. They'll never be able to find us where we're going." His ears flicked as his eyes swiftly moved. "Look, there's a rabbit you can eat over there."
Grabbing my bow, my eyes locked onto the rabbit. My family will never get to me again.
The little animal was dead the second the arrow hit it. Whispering a little prayer for the little guy, I went over to grab it.
I was going to make sure of it.
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General FictionShort little story prompts that I found enjoyable to read. I hope you take a liking to them as well. You can also use the prompts to create a magical little piece for yourself as well!
