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September 26, 2008
"RUN!"
"RUN!"
Liam ran down the hill, dragging Avery by the hand.
Liam felt a jerk on his hand as Avery tripped over a tree root, having
fallen in the mud, unable to see in the dead of night.
"Go on," urged Avery. "I'm just slowing you down. I´ll
hide here and meet up with you later."
Liam paused. How could he leave her? She was sure to be
found without him; she didn't know the land like he did. But, maybe
she wouldn’t be seen, curled up in the roots of the big oak tree.
"Go," she said again. "We don't have much
time."
Liam bent down, kissed her forehead, and ran into the black night
that stretched out before him.
He ran, down the
hill and through the maze of trees that he knew so well. Only, his perfect memory could not save him. A moment too late, he realized that something
was not right; the sight before him not only beheld the giant trees, but also the
very person he was running from.
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