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Extra short thing from ages ago.

Run. Run. That was all that was on her mind.

Cold wind against her bare skin, branches snapping at her face, bushes grasping her legs. She barely noticed.

Sounds, sounds behind her. Thumping, growling, scratching. Following.

She did not look behind her. Her steps did not falter. She did not stumble, and yet...

Her struggle was in vain.

Claws. Pain. Teeth. Black eyes glinting.

Silence. Darkness. Lack of sensation.

Peace.

Reviews

[just is]

This is good. I enjoyed reading this.

[TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSh..]

I love this it is exciting and right to the point but vague enough for the imagination to run wild.
Great Job !

Sheer Terror

[Hexan]

Thank you! ^^