Status: finished.
Hopeless
100.
Again it came, rushing toward her, refusing to stop travelling at full speed. She ran and ran, hoping to avoid it just a little bit longer. She knew the effort was useless; it always found her, no matter where she was or what she was doing. Escape was impossible.
Down she went, finally giving up her hopeless fight. She didn’t want to, willed herself to keep fighting. But in the end, it always won, squeezing and crushing until she just couldn’t hope any longer. That was what it did, how it claimed its victims. It always won, she always lost.
Down she went, finally giving up her hopeless fight. She didn’t want to, willed herself to keep fighting. But in the end, it always won, squeezing and crushing until she just couldn’t hope any longer. That was what it did, how it claimed its victims. It always won, she always lost.