Prolog Eight

Mama

My feet didn’t and wouldn’t stop moving. I had to run whatever was chasing me was angry. The trees passed by as I ran faster and faster and slower and slower.I had stop against my will. I was helplessly pushing but it wouldn’t allow. I focused on my body and realised that it was not mine but that of a man. He turned around. The crackling of the grass below his feet was similar to the crackling metres in front of me. A chill went down my spine the body took a deep breathe and blew out. Ice formed and around and around it blew. The body held his hands out to keep it stable. My toes began to freeze. It spread, hissing it’s way up my body. it finally reached my ahead and I passed out. I woke to my cat my face. The window was open.

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