Horizon Ridge God, let me lose my mind

@Komodo

Tiny cuts stung as she raced through the rough of the forest. Warm tears flew from her eyes, falling behind her. The agouti girl’s unnecessary speed was her attempting to run away from anything and everything. She was in such a panic from the world, her life, her mind. She was but a blur in the woods, causing cracks and thumps, paying no attention as she exponentially created more of an issue. Chaska’s words played over in her head like a broken record.

Morning. Morning. Morning. Morning. She had to find Morning, whatever that was. 

The girl was in such disarray, her mind had began to deteriorate and her last friends death was one of the final steps to it breaking. After she completed this mission, she knew exactly her next plan of action: to kill herself. The maidan had tried once, but now she truly had nothing left to lose. Nothing to prove. She was losing her sanity with every thought that haunted her brain. 

It wasn’t until she rammed straight into a sap covered tree did she cease her frantic race. She laid still against the bark, weeping into it. 

Grayday. Grayday. Grayday. She had to tell Grayday. 

She almost silently cried to the tree, she wanted to die. To end this unending misery that was her reality. At least Chaska now roamed the sanctuary in complete bliss; he deserved it. All she deserved was to perish, she deserved flames to engulf her in hell and nothing less. She was pointless, pitiful, and worthless. For that brief time between meeting Nathanial and watching as Chaska had his throat torn, she had hope. Real hope - a warming fire had been lit into her dim realm, and she basked in this tiny light. Until, it was blown away and left only with burnt wood and charcoal ashes. 

As blood seeped from her fresh wounds she didn’t even notice. All surroundings were intangible to Mara, she was stuck in this world within her head and unable to escape it no matter how many times she banged on the locked doors. 

”Chaska.” She whimpered, her throat was inflamed as she sobbed, voice hoarse and rough. Heart beating insanely fast out of her chest, breathing hitched with every whine. 

”I can’t, I can’t, I can’t.” Complaining to no one, eyes shut tightly as she wept.