Broken Past, Hazy Future
07-06-2014, 10:23 AM
Why? Why can she not remember? How had she gotten here in this place, she cannot remember, something was so wrong, but she could not think of what or why. Some was so wrong with that fact. Blood flowed down her face, as her eye burned. Her head hurt and her eye stung. Maybe that was why something was wrong, she was injured, but from what? She could not remember, everything was a haze, nothing was clear, should could not think past the pounding in her head.
The ebony wolf stumbled on, her chest being brushed by the tall grass, her good eye watching as the moon rose. Nothing was right, she could just feel it, why was she alone, she felt that was a strange facet, but just could not place why. Did she have a family? If she did why was she out in the field alone? Why did her head pound and why was she injured? Pain hazed her sight as it blurred slightly, she was hungry and thirsty but she did not stop moving. Why? She did not know, all she knew was that her mind screamed for her to move, to never stop moving, not until her heart gives out and her lungs cannot inflate any longer. BUT WHY!? Why did she, a warrior in her own right, be scared for no reason, and why did her mind become more hazy as she thought on that matter more.
Who was she? That one question blared in her mind that further she stumbled into the field, her mind not able to grasp an answer longer than a second.
Time passed as she moved, and the more heavy and wobbly her mind got. Her blood covering the grass as she passed, but she did not stop, she could not. Even with her head hazy she knew one thing, she had to get away; as far and as fast as she could. But still she could not remember why, could not fathom her mindset, could not think of how she lot everything, a family she could not remember and her memories them selves.
When the moon has risen to the height of the sky, the girl knew she was gone, he world was over. She collapsed, pain and confusion exhausted her mind, and exhaustion taking away her will. She was done, she knew, whatever was causing her to run was going to catch her and finish was it had started, what, she did not know...
The ebony wolf stumbled on, her chest being brushed by the tall grass, her good eye watching as the moon rose. Nothing was right, she could just feel it, why was she alone, she felt that was a strange facet, but just could not place why. Did she have a family? If she did why was she out in the field alone? Why did her head pound and why was she injured? Pain hazed her sight as it blurred slightly, she was hungry and thirsty but she did not stop moving. Why? She did not know, all she knew was that her mind screamed for her to move, to never stop moving, not until her heart gives out and her lungs cannot inflate any longer. BUT WHY!? Why did she, a warrior in her own right, be scared for no reason, and why did her mind become more hazy as she thought on that matter more.
Who was she? That one question blared in her mind that further she stumbled into the field, her mind not able to grasp an answer longer than a second.
Time passed as she moved, and the more heavy and wobbly her mind got. Her blood covering the grass as she passed, but she did not stop, she could not. Even with her head hazy she knew one thing, she had to get away; as far and as fast as she could. But still she could not remember why, could not fathom her mindset, could not think of how she lot everything, a family she could not remember and her memories them selves.
When the moon has risen to the height of the sky, the girl knew she was gone, he world was over. She collapsed, pain and confusion exhausted her mind, and exhaustion taking away her will. She was done, she knew, whatever was causing her to run was going to catch her and finish was it had started, what, she did not know...
