This argument grew from nowhere into an outrage. In my rage, I was blind to her, to the graceful parts of her heart. I assumed I was right when I had no reason to. The words she spoke with such intentioned purity triggered something inside of me that came from fear. The words that calmed her, scared me. The words that calmed me, scared her. We were opponents, suddenly blind to each other's good hearts and building walls instead of bridges.  
She stood up, and ran out. It all felt like a sudden daydream, her eyes looking back at me so glassy, so anxious, and I felt paralyzed. I put the drink on my mouth and finished it again. I heard the barkeeper coming back and ordered another one. I hated it when again, she had to think about if she still loved me.

Melea&Taylor. Two strangers on their way to a horrific crime learn to fall in love again.

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Metanoia - The Age of Innocence

I ran over loosened debris, tumbled down over precipitous rocks, my feet were slipping, slipping onto grass, my hands were now wet, heard another astutely footfall set onto the stones further down to the grass, a furious breath, my rattling breath, the pungent pain in my sides, surrendered, the feeling of giving up suffocated me, adrenaline pumped through my veins, the dawn did not set in, the moon arose, the light vanished, I had legs like plumb, void legs, light weighted legs, the heart pounding, heart clattering, arms gravely, ankle throbbed, stumbling and falling, threats, shouts, trap. 


My feet slipped outwards on the leaves and I almost fell, but I couldn’t let that happen. They would catch me. 


I was out of breath, shivering. I sprinted through the forest, jumped in a way to increase my speed. The sight vanished in front of me. 


Epilogue