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By: FedhasMadash on Sep 23rd, 2013  |  syntax: None  |  size: 0.49 KB  |  hits: 32  |  expires: Never
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  1. He didn't care of any of it. He ran. He ran like hell. Away from his friends, away from what he loved. He had no plans of stopping, not with that right on his heels. He knew where he was running, he knew where to run, but so did the pursuer.
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  3. He could see hope ahead, but it, too, was running. Away from him. Away from the one who abandoned friends, what he loved. He knew he was deserving, yet roared out in indignation.
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  5. As he doubled his efforts in anger of himself, he felt his foot slip and fell.
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