So this is the prologue of my new story. I hope you like it and am sorry if this part is short, but it's meant to be.
She paid no heed to the twigs and branches that were whipping her face as she ran. She subconsciously leapt over fallen trees and puddles to deep to wade through. You could see the path her crazed body was making through the foliage, it would be easy to trace. She didn't care though, running was her main goal, to get inside and away.
The rain started, icy needles pricking her skin, making her feel alive. Adrenaline was the only ting keeping her going right now, the only thing keeping her from collapsing at this precise moment. There were no people - this was a forest - but she could here distant sounds of fighting, which reminded her of two cymbals clashing together. Here head thrashed from left to right, over both shoulders. There was no visible person behind her, but still she didn't relax. The person could be anywhere, anyone.
Words like infiltrate and befriend raced through her mind, making her stop for a fraction of a second. These words were the lifeline she clutched, they were all she had, there were her purpose. But, there was still doubt in her mind, if she was right in doing what she was. Or was she wrong?
You can't run forever, she knew that. Yet there was a part of her that really believed she could defy biology, that she could live forever. There is something about a rush that makes you feel invincible, but you're not. What if you could unravel the web of lies you told to the world, would they last forever? A long thin line that - no matter how hard you look- you can never see the end of.
That momentary lapse in concentration caused her to stumble, to lose the rush she had been counting on. She tried to claw back some of that energy, but it was as if a vulture was sitting on her chest, making her cough and gasp. Hell, this couldn't be happening. All her years at the academy had made sure she wouldn't be the one to give up in a chase. And even though she wasn't in one, the situation was pretty damn close.
She started to gasp and there was a pounding pain at the back of her eyes. Still, she kept on going. Flying over things that did not even exist, but it was better safe than sorry. Then the wheezing started, terrible wheezing that made her feel as if she was coughing up her lungs.
She fell to her knees, clutching her chest in agony. The wheezing was getting worse but that was nothing compared the banging in her head. She fell onto her back and gave up, not attempting to run anymore. Let them get me, she thought, or better yet, let me die right here. The sky was coming closer and getting brighter. Before the light closed in she managed to raise her head and whisper, "Tessalie," before passing out.
I know that was short but it's the prologue and I wasn't going to put one but I decided I should. :D