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Submitted to Contest #292
Speed is my enemy.I’m a long distance runner, this sprinting malarky is the very definition of hell. Breathe, breathe, I repeat to myself as I race through the narrow streets of Yarrosh, cursing the cobblestone ground as it threatens to trip me. Every gods damned road in this forsaken city is concrete smooth, yet I’ve somehow ended up running here. Typical. I’m Betty, sinner of Yarrosh, burglar of justice, and as of tonight, a wanted woman. A modern day Robin Hood, if you will. I’ve stolen hundreds of paintings from hundreds of dif...
The lantern is lit. I am in a dream again.The meadow is enveloped in a sea of mist and my jagged breaths break the repeated beat of my boots against the sticky, wet ground that’s followed me since I began to run. An arrow, its tip aflame, unzips the thick fog that blurs my vision and lands mere feet before me, bringing me to an abrupt stop. I have to keep moving to get away from the usurper that’s shifted into a furry beast, with its claws sharp and long like an open ribcage, always aimed for my throat. I’m far too familiar with it...
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