Fairspell Meadow i watched you change

The beating of his heart continued to echo inside his ears as he slunk through the grass, ba dump, ba dump, ba dump, playing on a constant loop with each step he took. Now this was what he craved, the thrill of being hunted was intoxicating and Koji was an addict ready to devour his drug. “Catch me if you can” he called out into the boundless blades of switchgrass, muscles tensing as he felt a shiver crawl up along his spine.

He roughly knew where his seeker stood, the metallic scent of blood easily distinguishable amongst the muted fragrance of his surroundings. And yet he still felt the same fear a child would if they were locked in a dark room with the constant fear that a monster would grab them in the dark. The only difference was that this monster was very much real.