The Red Crown of Eshan
The walls of the hallway blurred in her vision. She didn’t know why, but running — it seemed to make sense. Every stride, every time her foot hit the ground, all of it made her feel like she could escape. So many people wanted her attention or wanted to have just a piece of her. Everyone wanted everything and she wondered if there was even enough of her to give.
The sudden burst of air brushed against her face. She could feel it burning against her skin. Everything hurt, not even the sunshine brought comfort. Each breath brought a dry heave in her chest, but she kept running, continuing forward to just try and feel a semblance of freedom. There was no guidance to where her feet would take her, just distance and anything that felt good.
Patches along the now dirt road didn’t seem familiar. Her path had diverged onto a route that no longer belonged to the estate she had retreated to. Knowing her uncle, her mother was already notified of her escape into the world that desired to spit her back out into the galaxy.
She wasn’t wanted, but that was a feeling she was used to. Life had already tried to escape her, twice now even. But the Echani persisted, and the people around her forced her to endure this life. It wasn't all bad, she often told herself. There were those that cared, truly cared — but it seemed like they too were slipping from her hands.
The road turned sharply, and her feet struggled to keep going. Muscles ached as she gasped feeling her balance suddenly off. Quickly, she found herself sliding down the hill towards one of the beaches that scattered along the large lake. It didn’t take long for her to slide to the bottom where she laid there, her eyes staring up at the large canopy of trees.
Water moved towards the shore, then quietly receded. The rhythm was calming as she could feel the coolness of the lake touching at her calves as she laid there.
Her chest rose and fell in deep breaths as she tried to catch her breath. How far had she run? Was it enough to escape who and what she is?
Quinn groaned as she raised an arm to lay across her forehead. At least here, she didn’t expect anyone to find her. No one to demand anything of her. Sighing softly, she allowed herself to just breathe. After a few moments, she let her arm fall and she looked up again as the sunlight peered through the rustling trees above her.
Why couldn’t life ever be this simple?
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