Flee

"The future is history" he says.

The dense evening mist lie on the moss-covered ground so I couldn't see where I set my tired foot. It pounded in my body and the lactic acid pulstate. A horrible taste of raw blood spread in my dry mouth and a smell of smoke stung in my nose. Large flocks of gigantic crows big as eagles fly over my head. They did different attacks to catch my cold body. Starved of blood and human flesh they flying down, open the claws and roar with a applied cant.

The year is 2095..

Patryn lived in a cold and reckless world. With a president who doesn´t care of the peoples pain or life. A horrible leader like do what he want. The president thought about sorcery and witchcraft so he decided that every woman should be examined by the doctors in the town where she lived, like in 1600´s. Patryn had to leave her home, family and her life to live a safer life in the dark forest there she thinks no one, no one will find her.