Hello readers! This is a Yona x Shin-ah story.
Don't get me wrong. I love Hak and Yona together, but there wasn't much of shin-ah and Yona moments as I would like.
Enjoy!
Run.
That was all I could think about. Darkness has already swept across the blazing sky, and the lush green grass that tickled my ankles were becoming dewy with water droplets. The full moon gazed down at me and the stars danced along the night as I ran and panted for the fresh oxygen air. There was no trees, no houses, and no animals lurking in the night. Only the vast land of grass welcomed me with open arms.
My back hurt from the taunting memories.
My legs were cramped, begging me to stop.
And my mind is just a step away from becoming delirious.
How long had I run?
How much longer until I drop?
Some part me wanted to give up.
It's not worth it.
There's no point.
Just end the pain now.
However, my intuition encouraged me to keep going.
I knew that if I stopped, I wouldn't get back up.
The wind beckoned me to go on farther with a little push from behind, and the air became humid.
Thunder clouds concealed the gazing moon, and a low, deep rumble was produced.
It was about to rain.
Then, near the horizon, I saw figures of what seemed to be people.
Relief and anxiety washed over me.
I ran faster.
Faster, until the thumps of my footsteps matched my racing heartbeat.
It was becoming a competition between them.
Tears from the sky started to fall and a flashes of light with a loud booming sound tailing behind tried to touch the ground. There were a group of guys, and it looked like they noticed me. I tripped over some rocks and fell hard to the ground with a thud. I couldn't get back up and my vision became fuzzy from the fatigue. The rain kissed my face consolably, reminding me that I'm not alone. I could see the guys coming over to me and snickered. I didn't look up to see their smug faces.
"Why, look what we have here," someone mused with curiosity.
"What should we do with her? She has nothing on herself," another grumbled in a deep voice.
"Hm, we should dispose of her before anybody finds out," one proposed earnestly after contemplating.
After mumbling to themselves, they surrounded me ominously, and I curled into a ball with my bended knees beneath my stomach and my hands on my bead. I should have said something, but it wouldn't matter.
I was tired.
I was hurt.
I was giving up.
Nothing mattered.
As it rained, they kicked and pummeled me on my side, head, and back. They even used a small knife to lacerate me, and I only curled tighter. I felt blood trickling down my skin and blending with the pure rain. The throbbing pain on my sides made me want to scream like a banshee.
The pain was immense, but I didn't cry out.
I was use to this after all.
My vision started to fade and the pain slowly subsided.
I could only feel the light rain tapping my body peacefully.
The last thing I heard before slumber took me away were the mellow jingle of bells.
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