Running Away

People talk about leaving all the time. They imagine themselves in the countryside somewhere, where the trees seem to shelter them from the real world. They've abandoned those office jobs and responsibilities, and they're finally free. Looking out across the evening waters now, though, trees on every side and a complete sense of isolation beginning …

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The March

Their war cries rang in our ears as we marched, echoing our raspy breaths and heavy footsteps. It was as if they were still pursuing us, chasing us even now. We didn't look back; there was nothing to look back to. We only walked, the soles of our feet aching from the miles already behind …

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