.:: Running Away ::. [comments welcome!]

[jessamina.]

Haha, thank you. =]

[jessamina.]

Bump.
Sorry, my schedule is so cramped that I didn't get to post anything interesting.
Anyway, I'm preparing for this really hard test and report, so expect that I might be gone for the next few days. Just popped in here to say so.

[jessamina.]

Hey guys X3
Sorry it's been so long. The test's over, but I probably flunk math again.

Anyway, this is just a short piece of writing. THIS IS NOT RELATED TO AUTUMN'S WREATH.

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I heard my name being called. Naturally, one would respond, but I wouldn't, especially if the ones calling you is an angry mob. With pitchforks and flaming torches.

My breath materialized in the frigid, winter air. I started to shiver, but I don't know whether it was the cold or fear. A little bit of both, perhaps. Run, run, my mind said, but where? Off to these barren woods to die of the cold and starvation, or back to the village, where you'll get whipped to death in public for a crime you did not commit? Run to a far-flung town, where no one knows you, change your name, and live a life of solitude? Yes, the last one's the best idea. I thought. I'll just wait for this commotion to die down, then sneak into the village at night to steal some bread and clothes, then live it off.

A low crunch! made my heart stop. Someone was behind me. Tears welled in my eyes. It's over. So much for making plans. I waited for the one behind me to shout for the others, to tie my hands behind me, or to take pity on me and end my life right here, right now, than to die cruelly. I started to sob like a child. "I-I... I didn't d-do it," was all I could say in a hoarse, throaty whisper.

"I know you didn't," an extremely familiar male voice replied.

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[jessamina.]

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[jessamina.]

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