(Open RP. Pretend she's in a city) I laugh as I run. The police are after me...again. I round a corner determined to lose them, but the police got there first. Four come from behind and two are in front. I look around for and exit, but I can't find one. The police advance, "you need to come with us" the man in front of me says. Dang I wish I was anywhere but here. Suddenly, I'm not. One minute I'm there, the next, on a totally different street with the police no where in sight. I look at my hands which spasm a bit "interesting" I say smiling. Paris Fashion, Karlie Kloss, Fashion Week, Photography Poses, Keep Running, Daniella Rech, Fashion Editorial, Carboxylic Block, Running Away
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“once you live a good story, you get a taste for a kind of meaning in life, and you can’t go back to being normal; you can’t go back to meaningless scenes stitched together by the forgettable thread of wasted time.” -donald miller, a million miles in a thousand years
She was past being able to see. Too weak to even lift her body, he helped her, cradling the frail limbs in his arms. Begging her to stay was a fruitless gesture; she was far past that point. Tears began to roll enrestly down her cheeks, mirrored by his own as she took her last breath and he squeezed her close to his chest. A low keening threaded through his lungs, one she answered with silence. She was gone. And the rain continued to fall. -JK