Seperate Ways Worlds Apart
Prologue: One step at a time
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Ok this is a short teaser
Her body ached it felt heavy and moving was a strain, her eyelids flicked open to embrace what appeared to be dazzling sunlight a sun she thought she would never see again. Ignoring all the warnings her bruised body fought to tell her she bolted upright in a state of confusion and panic. "Were the hell am I she thought inwardly. What the fuck is going on!" The last echoes in her mind were that of screams hers amongst the midst of others the screams and voices were chilling and the faces she pictured reaching out pulling at her, mocking her, drawing her in further. She took a deep breathe her lungs burned the feel and taste of oxygen felt sickly sweet. She tried to choke back the tears of any expression of emotion, but her body couldn't will such commands. Falling to her knees searing pain engulfed her, and she felt her stomach heave she thought to keep herself from vomiting. "Come on get it together, get a fucking grip!" Scolding herself she turned her hands in to fists her nails digging in to the flesh of her palms causing little welts of blood to appear but she felt the absence of pain, composing herself she forced her body up and rose to her feet, all be it shaky she would be damned if she was going to crawl.
The wind seem to whip widely against her face stingy her sore tired eyes, brushing the bangs that obscured her vision, she stood rooted to the spot gathering her bearings. All she could see was dirt and vague track marks appearing as if they led to civilisation. She ran her hands through her hair gripping hard, as if to test if she could feel if this was real. "Why am I questioning this, I'm here this is... shit this cant be ..." Her thoughts trailed far off, she was feeling the weight of memories falling down upon her, so vivid it was one long rush as if she was reliving them all at once each one becoming more overwhelming. For a split second her body felt like ice and as if unconsciously she shivered, not brought forth by the cold but as her last memories came to play she felt numb. However as quickly as those thoughts and feelings came they passed as she sank back in to the severity of the situation. "Its like riding a bike right, you never forget. Jesus!" Incredibly her body felt all to alien to her all be it she had frozen out the acknowledgment of pain but it wasn't as if she couldn't sense the warnings her body was trying to convey to her. In that moment it was as if she had forgotten how it all worked for a moment she had forgotten how it even it felt to own her body. Taking small steps she worked through the heaviness of her limbs and gradually shuffled on up the path. Her breathing etched loudly covering the sounds she made as she dragged her feet against the rough surface, within seconds she relished in a familiar sound. The roar and turbulence of engines, and the pungent smell of grease and smoke could only mean one thing a road near by. Focusing on the goal ahead she began moving again slow but deliberate steps she didn't care how long it took to get there she would just take it one step at a time. in her mind though she knew that the same would not apply to whatever awaited her beyond that road, her future, her very existence wouldn't be so easy to overcome.
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