A wild-boy in a post-apocalyptic world, fleeing from mysterious enemies, both within and without.
Running. A boy is running. The sound of tall grass trampled underfoot.
Running the Acres is hard.
You run long enough, gets where what you’re running toward and what you’re running from start to look the same. Two great suns, rising and setting and you in between.
That’s when the memories come. Come to challenge your dreams. It’s as though their survival depended on it. They pull you back, hands reaching up from the darkness, and you either sink back with them or…
Some people drown in memories. Some burn in dreams.
Somewhere in between, a boy lays in the tall grass. The sound of his breath, rough in the night.
His mind is still running.
In the end, you can’t outrun your past.
|Updated||Jun 17, 2022|