Olive ran. She ran out onto the road. Her bare feet skimmed against the rough tarmac. It was dark. Exactly how she liked it. Her blue hair billowed out behind her like smoke as she moved. She smiled a small smile. Her legs burned and her lungs screamed at her to breathe. She still presisted. Olive enjoyed running. It was one of the only things that allowed her to push herself as hard as she liked. The darkness felt welcoming. It cradled her like a child in it's mother's arms. It made her feel like she actually belonged. She turned a corner and sprinted into the woods. Branches and thorns whipped at her body. Olive laughed dispute the pain. She came to a clearing. It consisted of four small rocks in a circle surrounded by bushes and and foliage. She liked to think that this is where her body flowed with the most power. She stepped into the circle and took a deep breath. The symbols she had carved into her skin stung a little. They still hurt from time to time.
(Yes I know it's short but I'll make more parts)
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