Running, always running. Faster, never fast enough. They were gaining, coming closer, almost on him. He had never seen their faces, couldn’t say what they were, except that with them, came fear. Not merely fear, as of the unknown, or a high fall. But fear so deep down, so full of utter terror, that nothing could be found with in him except the
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I likes a whole lot! *hugs*
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