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Nine thousand miles

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Leituras 93
Votos 6
Capítulos 1
Tempo <5 mins

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I paused in my tracks reading the sign by the tall stone statue "nine thousand miles" it said nine thousand miles to the land of desolation nine thousand miles till I faced the trial I had been running from all my life, nine thousand miles I whisper above the sound of my trudging footsteps nine thousand miles till home.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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Nine thousand miles
sáb, jun 23, 2012

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Numbers That Follows

I have never felt so close and yet so far away from anything before. I could hear people yelling, they noticed I was gone. I have been locked up for so long I forgot what the forest felt like. Full of life and green. By the time someone notices they are heading the wrong way, it will be too late. My plan was to escape, run south for a bit, then circle back to my prison. As soon as they followed the scent south, I would run north. I could hear a river north, so I would run to the river then wade up stream so the scent would be lost. Find somewhere safe to cross, then take off, continuing north. My heart is pounding so hard I am afraid my captures could hear it and ruin the whole plan.