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“Duck.” he says, while taking a step back and quickly pulling us both down. My chest hits the ground hard as I hear the gun shot go off and ring through my ears. It sounds just like the one my father had used and shot my mother with. Luckily the Guard missed when we went down, but he’s still out there. “Run!” Camic frets, pulling me up with him and tugging me toward the woods. I follow, scared to look back and see what stands there. 

My legs dart faster than I thought was possible, as I fling through the wilderness with Camic running beside me, our hands still locked together, but our minds racing differently. Differently thinking about how we’re going to find the others or where we’re going to possibly run and before I knew it, I heard Adrian behind us; yelling at us to keep running. Its then my hope came back, my thoughts weren’t different from anyone’s and I knew we were going to make it. The power of us all is greater than the power of one.

I slowed as I felt my sides aching in pain and I groan out as I abruptly stop in my tracks, making Adrian and Belle pile up into me.

“Carnate!” Camic frets, flinging himself to me as I stand there painting heavily. “What’s wrong?” he asks getting worried by my ways. I try to catch my breath to say something and soon I think he got it. “We can stop now if you want.” I nod, making my head a dizzy mess and wobbling my way over to a nearby pine tree. The branches reach all the way down to the ground, keeping a heavily guarded dome inside. I push aside the sharp pricks and crawl underneath them, lying down immediately.

 “We’ll set up camp here and then go farther out tomorrow.” Camic says as he and the others come piling in as well. Adrian finally puts a shirt on, which he had stuffed in his back pocket. “It’ll be cold tonight I can just tell, make sure you’re well covered.” Camic adds on, looking up to me, as he grabs the bag off my back and takes blankets out for everyone.

“Thanks Camic,” I hear Karianna sweetly add, smiling that sinuous smile. I scoff quietly and turn the opposite direction as I tug some pants on under my dress, before Camic lays a blanket on me and comes to my side. His arms wrap around me immediately as I lie my head down on his chest; getting warmer already and soon all is quiet, except for the low whispers of the wind.   

Unlike everyone else, sleeping has never really been my thing. I’ve always been the girl who stays up late each night to read the newest book or write in my journal till I soon enough passed out. I guess I get that from my mom, since I always seemed to find her on the couch after dark, reading something or another.

I remember her telling me a story about a young princess who sailed away from her true love and never seemed to come back. No one knew why, because it was a mystery and from that day forward I’ve always liked reading those kinds of books. The ones in which don’t give you the answer right away, but make you think and re-think it all over, so that you can presume what’s going to really happen before it does.

I guess it all makes sense why the princess never came back, most likely because she couldn’t. She could have been captured and killed, found a new man who she loved more or simply didn’t want to come back. Come back to the life in which she may have not liked or loved, yet was forced into living…     

I sigh from realizing sleep is going to be impossible, but soon enough I feel my eyes closing gingerly and I’m dreaming a dream far worse than a fairy tale…          

I run away fast from something I don’t know of; something that I’m afraid of, yet I can’t seem to get enough guts to confront. My legs aren’t as fast as the thing chasing me and soon it topples me down onto the icy ground, stabbing and kicking me everywhere.       

I hold my hand over my bleeding wounds and try to look at the thing in which attacked me. The thing turns out to be a human, a Guard in better terms; standing behind me pointing a knife at my frail body. I back up slowly, trying not to make any matters worse.

“Don’t you dare move!” he yells; shaking the knife toward me again. I swallow down hard and listen to orders, untill Camic seems to walk out of nowhere all by himself; not being held back by anyone.

“Run!” I scream to Camic, who only stands at the side of the Guard and watches me carefully. “Run Camic! Run!” I scream again, but he doesn’t even seem to hear me the least bit. I take a step toward him absentmindedly and that’s when the Guard pulls back his knife and stabs it straight through Camic’s heart.

I gasp out in pure shock and my breath catches in the process. I don’t even catch myself as tears stream down my cheeks, splashing down onto the ground like colossal rain drops. I launch myself at the man then, only for him to completely disappear and for me to go toppling to the ground. I stand back up slowly trying to find where on earth he and Camic had gone, but to find nothing other than the wind. The cold chilling wind that took my Camic away from me….                    

I wake up with a startling burst as I notice my whole face wet with unloving tears. That dream was so real. I could never deal with the loss of Camic, I would rather die than live without him.

“Sweetie, what’s wrong?” I hear Camic ask next to me, as he wraps an arm around my waist carefully. I push away his arm and sit up, noticing I woke up everyone else from my bad dream. Cameron sleeps by Belle and Jess, while Adrian and Karianna find themselves in near distance of each other and squirm in different directions fast. “Carnate, please tell us.” Camic retorts, rubbing my back. I bite my lip and try to think of a way out of this. I don’t want everyone to know.

“Bad dream is all. Go back to bed…” I hesitate, looking at the sun now rising in our direction. Jess is the first to shake off how I feel and shut his eyes, followed by Belle with a ‘tell me in the morning’ look and soon enough everyone else goes back to bed… except for Camic. Of course I knew this was what was going to happen. I knew, being the guy he is, he wouldn’t sleep again unless he knew what frightened me in my dreams. I sigh and lie back down myself, pulling Camic along with me. We both lie facing each other, his hand caressing my cheek and mine playing with the collar of his shirt.

“Tell me what it was about.” he whispers tracing his fingers over my lips, but soon going back to my cheek. I take a breath in, closing my eyes gingerly and then shaking my head.

“It’s nothing Camic. You don’t have to worry.” I say, feeling his hand run down my arm, to my waist as he pulls me closer against him until we’re both smacked together.  

“Carnate…” Camic taunts, tracing circles on my arm. “I know you want to tell me.” he whispers again, making me smile, which sends our lips to touch ever so gently. It’s a slow, yet powerful kiss, which seems to end too fast and I actually want more. It’s the weirdest feeling in the world and so I make it stop by opening my eyes and scooting away a bit.

“Sorry,” I tell him, trying to go back to sleep and never think about what wonderful thing just happened again.