I hear gunshots behind me so I gallop, faster and faster, until everything's a blur. in my blind rush I don't notice treeman has disappeared from my side. I come to. A screeching halt. I look for what seems like hours and all if a sudden I trip on twig In the leaves and land face first in the mud. I hear a groan and getup to see it was not a twig I tripped over, it was one of treemans feet. treeman slowly got up and started limping towards me I ask him what's wrong, worried he's got a broken foot, but he tells me I just hurt it when I tripped over him, this escape my take a while.
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White Midnight
PrzygodoweWhen the sculptures white horse and tree man escape from their sculpture park they go on a new adventure