I'm not sure where this is going at the moment, or if it's any good. Let me know if it's at all interesting and I will be happy to write more, seeing as it's holidays and I have nothing else to do. Enjoy!
Hot tears stung her face as they ran down her rosy cheeks, falling gracefully to the paved ground she was standing on. The cold stones of the wall permeated into her body, and she shivered as the passion that had flooded her body began to disperse. Now that the initial shock had left her, anger quickly replaced it, spreading out through her body. Leaning her head back on the wall she let the thoughts whirl around in her head, seeing them pass again and again, not bothering to hold onto any of them. She stayed like that for what seemed like hours, until one thought that screamed louder to her than any of the others, she should move, she should do something rather than standing here wallowing in the unjustness of it all. Agreeing with her self she pushed back off the wall and strode quickly down the corridor, the torches mounted in brackets on the walls flickered as she walked, casting an eerie shadow that followed her.
Reaching her chamber she pushed the door open and stepped inside. Quickly and with no second thoughts she gathered up some crucial items, shoved them into a bag and made her way out and back down the corridor. She stepped softly, not wanting anyone to be alerted to her presence. Reaching the main door, she withdrew the heavy bolts as quietly as was possible and eased them slowly open. Slipping through, she closed them tightly behind her. Knowing that she still was not safe she turned and ran as fast as she could threw the empty streets, the sound of her leather clad feet resounding off the fronts of houses and shops that lined the streets. She ran and ran, knowing that the moment she stopped she would collapse and be able to move no further, so she urged herself forward. Her foot landed on dirt and she looked up. The densely suburban area had given way to open country, the land was bathed in dull grey as the first rays of the sun struck the earth.
Spying a hay stack in a field near her she jogged to it with the last bit of remaining strength she had left. She collapsed into its welcoming warmth, burrowing deep inside, protecting herself from the cool morning. She let sleep claim her, relaxing for the first time in hours.
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Something was digging into her back. She fought the temptation to open her eyes and remove whatever it was that was irritating her. Eventually though the irritation overcame her desire to remain in the realm between sleep and wakefulness, and she sat up, pulling the straw that had been digging into her back. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes she let the memories of the night before filter back into her mind, tears of anger threatened to overwhelm her, but she suppressed them, now was not the time to give in to her emotions. She surveyed the landscape around her, taking in the lush green of the fields, dotted with haystacks. Lone trees stood tall by themselves, their arms branching out in a wide circle. She sighed. For the first time in years she did not have that feeling of claustrophobia pushing down on her. Slowly she stood, shaking her clothing to get the last remnants of straw out of her clothing and picking it out of her long raven hair. Reaching down for her cloth bag she slung it over her back and walked back to the road she had been following last night.
She trudged along the road, watching as the landscape changed from lush fields dotted with haystacks to wide sweeping plains. Her stomach rumbled and she clenched her arm around her tightly, trying to suppress the need for food. She looked up at the sky, clouds passing swiftly over, and judged the time to be around midday. She had to eat or something, or she would not be able to carry on.
Scanning the roadside she spotted a winter berry plant not far away. Jogging to it she smiled with joy, what were the chances? Stuffing her mouth with as many berries as she could fit she sighed in relief as the sweet juice from the berries soothed her parched throat. She ate until she was full and then preceded to pick the remainder of the berries for later, placing them in a handkerchief. Walking back to the road she continued on her way.
The day passed quickly, and before she knew it the sun was beginning its decent and the light was slowly fading. Time to find somewhere to sleep she thought to herself. Lights twinkled softly in the distance. It had to be a farm house, should see ask to be able to stay there the night? Almost immediately she dismissed the thought, she did not have enough trust in others to consider it as a plausible idea. The small farm house came closer as she walked, smoke spiraled out of the chimney. Perhaps there would be a barn that she could stay in. Holding onto that hope she picked up her pace. Hiding behind a tree she spied what she had been hoping for, a small barn close to the small farm house, that would do for that night. She edged her way around the trunk and keeping to the shadows snuck to the slightly ajar doors of the barn. The moment she got inside she smiled, it was full of hay. At least she would be warm tonight.
Burrowing her way in like she had done the night before she lay with her eyes open, staring at the ceiling above her. She kept her thoughts at bay, she had no wish to re-visit them, to relive her memories. That was all forgotten now. She could be who ever she wanted.
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