you run and you run (to catch up to the sun)

by Old Emerald Eye

A musing on time. Drabble.

Time.

Time was never very important to Rain Ocampo.

Time's when things happened, like finishing high school, learning to shoot, racing, training.

Time is very important now.

Each second that slips by is one she can never get back. One that could've been used to find a cure for this illness that has invaded her veins, time to get out of this maze of death.

Time is precious when you don't have enough of it to finish a day, or an hour or even the mission – so simple; it'd be over before lunch, in and out. She's heard that before.