A Surge Of Fighting Intent.

I sprinted through the forest,

Tok-

Tok-

Each step pounding like a war drum in the stifling silence.

Ba-dump!

Ba-dump!

The cursed land clawed at my senses, its unseen threads coiling around the edges of my mind.

Whispers-

Fragmented and malicious, they scratched at the walls of my sanity.

But...,

Tok-

Tok-

I pressed on.

And,

Tok-

Tok-

The farther I ran, the clearer it became.

Tok-

Tok-

I could feel it.

Tok-

Tok-

Sense it.

Tok-

Tok-

See it, even.

Ba-dump!

Ba-dump!

My heartbeat accelerated.

It wrapped, coiled and twisted around the edges of my mind in ways that defied mortal comprehension.

My hands trembled and my legs soon joined in the fray.