Though the distance between us was long. But the tides and currents were not helping my course. My log
kept drifting into the surrounding woods. Ronia had told me that if I ever get caught I will be killed
immediately. I wondered if Julie has been killed. The intense wind caught up again. Why didn't I think of a
stick to paddle, I thought? I looked into the river, jumping into the river was suicidal. I glanced back they
seemed to be gaining upon me.
Alas! My log got caught up in a web of dried twig held together like a barricade. No matter how hard I pulled
I knew it was going to be futile as I could step into the water. I decided to rush into the forest. The heavy steps
and panting revealed that I was been pursued. I increased my pace and leaped swiftly because my staying al
