And so he ran as fast as his legs could carry him. He ran as if his life depended on it for it really did. The evil witches were after him, they had already captured his wife and now all he could do was just pray he made it on time to warn his little children about the storm coming. They knew a day like this would come, but not this soon. They knew the evil witches would never allow such unholy matrimony, intimacy between a mortal and a witch who belonged to the sect. Now their nemesis is almost closing up on them.
He jumped boulders and logs as he fled through the woods, tree twigs smacking hard against him occasionally. He was already exhausted but he wasn't ready to stop, not now his house was already in view. He fiddled with his keys, trying to unlock the door, it was as if even natur
