She ran from him. A fiery vixen intent on eluding his grasp, just out of reach of his finger tips. He almost had her, just one more step, and she was gone just a bit further still.
He leaned against a tree and took in a breath. Strype could hear her laughter in the wind, dancing back to him, taunting him to continue on. He obliged.
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