LUNA

“Sometimes I feel like running away is the only way.”                                                                                         PROLOGUE Luna’s POV: I was tired of running. I couldn't take it anymore. My legs clamored for rest and I could feel every inch of my body burn and burn from the inside out. It was as if with each passing second I was closer to crumbling like jelly. My senses were keen. I could feel, hear, smell everything. Each leaf being crushed by my bare feet was an uncontrollable tingle down my legs. I heard every screech of an owl feet away. Each leaf falling from the tree and joining the dead leaves dried on the ground. The wind beat on my steaming body from fever, and I felt like I was going to crack like a porcelain doll. I knew the snow was coming, and fast, which meant I needed to get somewhere soon. I ran and ran, but I didn't seem to move. The stones, the leaves, the trees all looked the same. The forest was fooling me, messing with my head. The sun was already rising and the sky was red. My blurred vision made me constantly hit a tree or two, and the pain in my legs wouldn't let me focus on my path. Then everything went black. And suddenly everything was so quiet that I could hear a needle fall to the floor. I was lying in the dry wet leaves. I was filthy, dirty and wet from mud and rain. But it was good. It was comforting. Because at that moment I felt my body relax and the energies slowly return to my body. Even though I was lying on the forest floor, it felt good to feel totally numb. But soon the silence was replaced by heavy paws and loud, firm howls. Closer and closer, the noise grew louder and louder. It got higher. The heart inside my body thrown into the forest was beating a thousand beats per hour, so fast I thought I would infarct right there. My eyes wouldn't open, my body wouldn't move, and I was totally exposed for what was coming my way. Screams and growls were so close it was as if I could feel the wolfs breathing in the back of my neck. But they never arrived. In their place, silence reappeared. No shouts, no steps, no growls... just silence. I never appreciated the silence as much as at that very moment. Because it felt so good.