P.O.V. Kayla
you know, life and death situations really put everything into perspective. like right now, my bare feet are in horrible pain, finding every sharp rock and pointed stick along their path. I'm out of breath from running so long, bearable, and all of my muscles are in pain from overuse... i have shadow-beast chasing me, sent by the bloody sorcerers, running and hoping to rip me to shreds... i need to find a river, if i find one all this pain will be over with, i will be safe. i can feel one in the distance, hear its calm waters, feel its healing essence, the safety of its cool embrace... a lash of one of the shadow-beasts many tendrils whips my back, severe pain rippling through my body, my knees almost buckle, but i keep running... i turn my head to look back and there is now a second shadowbeast to my left, i look to the right and there is one there to, they are just out of rance to pounce when i trip on a root. am i going to die? is this the end?
